Tunnel

Engines roar and rev

as gray, red,

green, and orange

zip across slick silver steel.

There and gone in a

shrill hum

and a flash,

even as coarse rubber

drones against silent metal,

even as whining tires

wheel and fishtail

across the finish,

the placid pale water

calmly laps against silent steel,

washing clean

the black marring marks.