Anonymous
Karyn Indursky
Slick roads
swerve cars
until they're spinning
wildly around and around
like children's toppers
out of control
until the embankments
eat them for a
crack-snapple-pop
melting in its mouth sensations
with gingersnap drivers
for a sweet deserts
and blood as cherries
toppings with luscious
snow whip cream
towering to the brim
until its belly
is temporarily satisfied
until next time
when it devours
another automotive feast.