race cars run on a deep-grooved blacktop
rubbling car tires spline ribbed
surfaces
while rpms register on cockpit
tachometers
like a Camaro briefly reflected
in mirror sunglasses
or sound furrowing like
needles into vinyl records
our human race considers oxen-dumb
jibber-jabber
like a wind blowing no
good over a race track
and meandering day after
night both to be sensible
going further faster to no
avail like a 45 on 78 rpm
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