[not identified, Moise Kisling]
Reading Road Intersection
carrying his claim to earth
in a leaking bag of broken shinies.
Surfaces of mirrored chrome approach,
Matchlesss assurance, unflinching,
Vigorous traversing in racing
Fueled engines ascending
By law of green,
Here but already there
Halted by dictum of red red
Unman, afoot, nightwalker
Trailing in green through chrome light
Chrome’s green time
Your green time is end!
You’re stepping on mine!
Unman awoke. A moment of might!
Imperious damming the ready power
Invincible now and challenging,
Lawful, challenging plod.
A moment already
returning to ebony, smudge of night,
transformed to bedarkening curb,
yielding his zenith, moment of white
to ascending metal urge.