It Must Be Driver; I Saw Poem by Manonton Dalan

sparks rubbing oval, fireworks
twisted sheets of metals mix
with pouring gas, upside down
car spinning consuming inertia
breathless crowd, so quiet
burst to celebration; drivers ok

tonight, three times it happened
taking out almost dozen cars
those beautifully painted logos
bubbles from force of impact
yet spirit of joy; victory reign
as not so perfect #18 came to win



(bud shootout 2012 daytona, florida
kyle bush #18 toyota camry wins)