Failed Distractions

hard rubber pon bones    
crunching crackling    
blood pavement      
centuries caked    

throat raped    
by over-cold    
orange soda      
ripping through    
enzyme membrane    
a thrill not unlike    
horse pumped veins    
`cept the thrilling      
corrosive rush    
of Fanta      
NEVER wanes    
     
today    
clearly    
a mortality day    
viscerally,    
aware    
of my unstable    
sub-atomic status    
painfully conscious    
while hurtling through    
below freezing winds    
above acceptable speeds    
in rickety CR-V    
designed solely    
to fertilize      
the Green    
     
stacks puffing    
spectacularly    
arctic fronts bolstering    
their billowing vapors    

cancer laced?      
you bet!    
but beautiful as hell    
caressed      
in magic    
pre-dawn light    
     
THIS powerfully    
genetic forager      
spawned laughably into      
synthetic theory    
run amok  
 
running the maniacal risk      
of non-acquisition      
since I knew WAY better    
skating 'cross      
paper thin ice    
fueling  
   
the handful`s paradise  
 
and I just now realized    
my balancing act    
has been upon      
a razor blade    
since  
the birth of my time