I-5 North
Three 70 mph people
cool, canine, and beautiful
taking our sugar,
our notions extreme
to regions unknown.

Keeping steady , keeping close,
keeping beat with silent toes.
No need to speak
nor could what with the wind,
burning engine, and pavement roar.

Something about the highways;
they got away, got away
from me, the high speed.
It's a power trip: the whole road trip
I know somehow'll be like this.

Starvation Creek Falls*
You can't hesitate
or talk out the fear.
There's a waterfall
waiting, all you can hear.
You make the jump
engulfed in the moment.
You won't remember it
or what it meant.
It's the shock, your shivers,
the color blue through your body.
Clear creek water
makes you straight ecstatic.

Your screen-glaring eyes,
they call it refreshing
just like the button
when the connection is slow
when pages won't load.
It's the shock, your shivers,
break your mind and for your liver.