The chase ( a view in the rear-view... )

Fire

in the raindrops

on the reflector

the speeding road

darts away from beneath

The sky ablaze

with violet 

and velvet

and an orgasmic Sun

come after me

mock-seducing

Oh ! the chase, the chase

The drizzle on

the other side
of the divider

mute trees

and running through

a stranger too

jump into

the silver

up close and far
swerving and
reducing
but the Sun
in the mirror
closing in

the chase, the chase

Come, the circle
of people

and wheels
going unnoticed

the mutating sky

or love-making
wind and clouds
whirling
only seen

in the virtual fiery haze
the rush, the surge

ah! the chase, the chase.

Running amok

the blacks and whites

pebbles and grime
specking the Sun
not yet still
the convex view

leaving behind

the sultry prance

and advance

to the turn

a lost sojourn

poof...gone!

The chase, the chase.