Column
by
column—down each
of these—
new narrow
and fairly deep
snow-
interred corridors—the soft
and the
fair touch of
grey light—eventually reigns,
mildly
but gravely—emancipating
the names—
Toyota
Solara,
Pontiac
Sunfire,
et. cetera—as it parades
past,
without so much as
a dim shadow
of irony.
