61215 Tomorrow
Life is a red light, hearts downshift
Or buzz in rubber to reversing routes
Kerosene engines spark rooks of roars
Or quiescent brakes. As if their destination
Held some Grail of hollow stature!
Considering my tires, my ambivalent tread
Of ambulance traffic. An ambiance yielding
Signs of neon leached desire
Billboarded excretions free speech
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