ride

heat rises to meet me,
whipped in underneath my chin
as the road drops back
behind my wheels

dust
breath

momentary silence,
fly down a winding hill
open throttle up the other side
in between breaths

no room for thoughts
filled with engine sound
and the wind ferocious

speed
slows time

this is my world, now.
to capture with my freedom
to give myself to,
to dissolve in giving
and escape these wretched thoughts

riding home
to the tune
of a bittersweet sunset.

November ’12

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