Pre-race show—we see the King.
Six o’clock and engines roar.
“Green, green, green, green.”
Six thirty, seven o’clock, eight.

Finally the sun sets—yellow,
orange, purple sky, definitely
red behind the lighted stands
at Chicagoland. Hot dogs,

wrappers loose, on the track,
on the grill, overheat, cars too
tight, cars too loose, fans scream—
having fun, time flies. Yellow flag

and crew chiefs yell, “stay out, stay out,”
or “pit now,” “spring rubber in,”
“spring rubber out,” “adjust track bar,”
“four tires,” or “just take two,”

“gas and go,” gain time in the pits,
or lose. Nine o’clock, almost ten, . . .
eleven. Then cars spin, cars pass,
go high, go low, fans cheer, fans

boo. Kyle Busch last night, victory
under the lights—checkered flag,
stuck in the mud, sweat and grin.
Sponsors and an interview.

NOTE: Kyle Busch won night races at Chicagoland both Friday and Saturday night.