I am invisible, no one can see me with a giant mass overhead blinding vision. pain. suffering. riding into it's direction grasp on reality begins to fade the past behind you is forgotten a lost memory beams of light take over becoming skyscrapers and airplanes sweat falling into the eyes temperature of skin burning up her light cuffs you by the throat dragging you forward to discover unknowns whether it be the inside of your mind or the weather around you I see beads of water jumping upward from grass tires leaving their signature on concrete but her light erases every piece of evidence she flickers a lighter and sets fire to wet grass from the day before and to the markings left made from wet tires is her purpose only to erase? she erases my mind to think. she erases my vision to see. she erases my comfort I rather lie in than to be in her presence.
Thinking about the beaming light of the sun when I have rode my bike.