the show...

Rubber-booted metal clad beasties single filed,
noses to asses nudge along tar, oil, and glass infested arterials;
a one-way migration through grids parallel and perpendicular.
Creeping barely ignited, idly purring,
poised for a spontaneous pounce;
a mere micro morsel display of their potential thundering selves.

Greasers turned geezers reliving a warrior's path;
current and former big-haired hood ornaments mounted and in tow,
Groomed layers of powdered coats gleam,
immaculate welds accent sensuous line and seam.

Steeds proudly ridden through gauntlets of awe and delight,
inanimate cults of personality with thirsts unequal to output
extensions of their creators' need to exceed,
a Darwinistic Freudian slip of the clutch...