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diesel fumes
leather lies on my back
boot slides over the seat
the engine growls and kicks
three cars at the lights, I eat
glare off the handlebars
shades gritty but holding
burnt dust overlaying my skin
asphalt baked and groaning
wrist flicks, gear dropped
glide through the curve
finally, an open road
my cares ground in the dirt
boot slides over the seat
the engine growls and kicks
three cars at the lights, I eat
glare off the handlebars
shades gritty but holding
burnt dust overlaying my skin
asphalt baked and groaning
wrist flicks, gear dropped
glide through the curve
finally, an open road
my cares ground in the dirt
Published 3rd Aug 2012
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