A13 AM

rumblestrip 
rat 
race 
rolls west
on 
cone clogged
ice
bitten
blacktop
to
dawn skyline
that
sparkles dim
with
cranes 
silver chrome curves
and
skystab shrines
that
points
to the pale moonstain
who
looks
down
on hatchback twin crimson eyes
that
light
sad
verge
shrubs into night monochrome
and
brittle hooters
bark
tempers
under the morning bridge