Strains, Pains, and Automobiles

Wither on the vine with me
Watching is not enough to survive
Because of course there must be participation
And the engagement in things
Brings cages and rings
Fights for supra nothingness
Fleeing the bag man
Not quite escaping
Satisfied with the run
For a moment
While the weight of the accumulations
Are as 20 feet of snow
On top of the car
Driving down an empty highway
With one tailgater
As the ice slips off
Onto the following