The light green Ford Explorer
Barrels down the backside
Of G-Vegas Po-Po.
Pedestrians in the crosswalk
It flies through
Blown like leaves
Dancing and leaping
Out of its damned God-forsaken path.
It must reach the intersection in time
To plow though the yellow light
Over the bike in front of it.
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