Like Brancusi’s “Bird in Space”: Think McLaren P1, Ferrari 458, Lamboghini Countach, Maserati MC12, Bugatti Veyron 16.4 Super Sport, Ferrari F40, and Koenigsegg Agera R
It’s more like on the pedestal of art,
Smooth knife glissando cutting through the night
Of motor theory, more a Descartes
Of thought, less like a swaying satellite
Than like the glisten of a comet, sex
Without the weight and mess. Its wheels spin, harsh,
But like a spirit. It is like God’s flex,
That fourth day fling of stars before the marsh
Of low creation. Cam shaft we do not
Desire to see. We conjure it inside
The elegance. We want this yacht
To sail. We want it like a yearning bride
Desires the thrust of power. She does
Not need to see. We want that slickest buzz.