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/featured-artist/sara-g-umemoto?s=c703cb48ac1568c94571f13777a2cc2c
[2] https://www.ablemuse.com/v9/poetry/shekhar-aiyar/diary-tourist?s=c703cb48ac1568c94571f13777a2cc2c