12-07-2019, 01:09 AM
Cool
light clinging to snowflakes
snow sticking to everything
a picturesque squall, a travel ban
and the roads were ours
swerving across medians
spinning through intersections
a high school thrill ride, me, Marty, Red
the exuberant terror young men crave
our battle
our turf
tires skating under street lights
boys hurtling towards snow banks
in the back Marty squeals
You're so cool!
instinctively I palm the wheel
focused on the physics of steel
steering clear of piled snow
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Our Rites
light clinging to snowflakes
snow sticking to everything
a picturesque squall
and the road was ours
swerving across medians
spinning through intersections
a high school thrill ride
me, Marty, Red
the exuberant terror
young men crave
our battle
our turf
four tires skating
under street lights
three boys hurtling
at snow banks
in the back
Marty squealed
"You're so cool!"
as instinctively
I palmed the wheel
focused on the physics
of steel flying towards snow
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Cool
a January squall
light clinging to snowflakes
snow sticking to everything
we had the road to ourselves
swerving across medians
spinning through intersections
a high school thrill ride
me, Marty, Red
the exuberant terror
young men crave
our battle
our turf
4 tires skating
under street lights
3 boys hurtling
towards snow banks
from the back seat
"You're so cool!,"
Marty squealed
as unconsciously
I palmed the wheel
oblivious to everything
but the Physics
of steel towards snow
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Cool
light clinging to snowflakes
snow clinging to everything
we had the road to ourselves
swerving across medians
spinning through intersections
a high school thrill ride
me, Marty, Red
the exuberant terror
young men crave
our battle
our turf
4 tires skating
under street lights
3 boys hurtling
towards snow banks
this is no cautionary tale
"You're so cool!,"
Marty squealed
as unconsciously
I palmed the wheel
oblivious to everything
but the geometry
of steel towards snow
light clinging to snowflakes
snow sticking to everything
a picturesque squall, a travel ban
and the roads were ours
swerving across medians
spinning through intersections
a high school thrill ride, me, Marty, Red
the exuberant terror young men crave
our battle
our turf
tires skating under street lights
boys hurtling towards snow banks
in the back Marty squeals
You're so cool!
instinctively I palm the wheel
focused on the physics of steel
steering clear of piled snow
-------
Our Rites
light clinging to snowflakes
snow sticking to everything
a picturesque squall
and the road was ours
swerving across medians
spinning through intersections
a high school thrill ride
me, Marty, Red
the exuberant terror
young men crave
our battle
our turf
four tires skating
under street lights
three boys hurtling
at snow banks
in the back
Marty squealed
"You're so cool!"
as instinctively
I palmed the wheel
focused on the physics
of steel flying towards snow
-------------
Cool
a January squall
light clinging to snowflakes
snow sticking to everything
we had the road to ourselves
swerving across medians
spinning through intersections
a high school thrill ride
me, Marty, Red
the exuberant terror
young men crave
our battle
our turf
4 tires skating
under street lights
3 boys hurtling
towards snow banks
from the back seat
"You're so cool!,"
Marty squealed
as unconsciously
I palmed the wheel
oblivious to everything
but the Physics
of steel towards snow
—————————
Cool
light clinging to snowflakes
snow clinging to everything
we had the road to ourselves
swerving across medians
spinning through intersections
a high school thrill ride
me, Marty, Red
the exuberant terror
young men crave
our battle
our turf
4 tires skating
under street lights
3 boys hurtling
towards snow banks
this is no cautionary tale
"You're so cool!,"
Marty squealed
as unconsciously
I palmed the wheel
oblivious to everything
but the geometry
of steel towards snow