Crash, Trance, Winter
The Rorschach snow is muddy
and fuzzily replete
with footprints void of gender.
The crazy-angled sleet
repudiates geometry
and dissipates the heat
that car and car engender
when violently they meet.
Links:
[1] https://www.ablemuse.com/v9/poetry/shekhar-aiyar/librarian-buenos-aires?s=57e5b675b864314c8c51326c84a01cd3
[2] https://www.ablemuse.com/v9/bio/steve-mitchell?s=57e5b675b864314c8c51326c84a01cd3