kangaroo crossing
I know this stretch in my blood
this is where the Megaleia rufa song
cries louder than any car stereo
the dreaming that suddenly crawls onto the road
and takes it
out of the living—
the ones who fantasised constantly on their own immortality
behind the wheel
but this stretch of road ... this stretch
is where the extroverted angels turn their heads
as the flash that is stronger than steel
launches onto the highway
and brings those of the present
forward to their own judgment day
refraction of light
from split seconds