Tonight's Poet Corner: The Racer

The Racer
by Belinda Roddie

broad gold helmet,
shoes strapped in perfect place,
the vessel streaming with
technicolor consumerism,
yellow logos melting like butter
in a screaming redneck sun.

the last cool moments
before hot burning rubbers
stinks up the air
and the flames threaten to
kick over the bucket
and pour out oil
from the skeleton of victory.