Flashing red barely concealed
by Ray-Bans black as night.
Talons click upon wheel,
chin tucked down, muscles tight.
Hot tar wind vibrates her scales.
Tires turn, gearshift grinds.
Wings arch back in steely sails
to pierce blazing blue skyline.
Scarf-corralled serpents writhe
and slither to stereo beat.
Iced gaze grants hitchers outside Blythe
stony respite from the heat.