Bike engine, as raw muscle echoes plain,
baying to moon, in a questioning feign.
Hugging corners of this old byway
leaving mind, by tussle to weigh.
Roaring on this lonely odyssey,
journey never slow and easy.
Shadows linger upon sun,
open regrets, never one.
Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 6:57 AM UTC
Bike engine, as raw muscle echoes plain,
baying to moon, in a questioning feign.
Hugging corners of this old byway
leaving mind, by tussle to weigh.
Roaring on this lonely odyssey,
journey never slow and easy.
Shadows linger upon sun,
open regrets, never one.
