Lights

Bright lights against the dull shine of the signal post- red, now green, now yellow holding, aaaand red!  The cool air sneaks around my ankles- Whoosh!  It's cool, fresh as I inhale deeply.  Honk!  Beep!  A step: wanting to be one with the light, as it is reflected-  hardness, brightly, swiftly- I am one with the hardness, bone against flesh, steel against steel, to meet is their desire!  O what joy!  What quiet delight!  As one, and snow gently falls around.  Now red!  And white and green! And STOP.