An Inaugural Thought

blinding freewheels on the mountain road
oblong shadows lopside-overthrown
rutted pothole-asphalt, pockmarked pit
marks the onset of a chain-link fence

pining meatbags glut the Sunset strip
blinkered monkeychildren fit to flit
turnabout around their deadset ways
agglomeration of uncounted days

winding circuit aught to close in time
etch-marks underscore the bottom-line
ipso facto, dominae gloriam
butter-fingered keeper's quaking hands