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Nov 2013
Crouched against an icy wind:

the motor howls a banshee wail
my metal demon rends the night
blazing an uncharted trail
choices flashing left and right

Rushing blindly through the dark:

the road to anywhere before
faster, flying through the gloom
life adheres to plan no more
racing headlong to my doom

Clinging to a metal steed:

turnings taken without thought
follow pathways without name
when all order leads to naught
all roads to hell look just the same
"The longer you wait, the slower you get."  -- Stroker Ace
John E Entwistle
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John E Entwistle
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   Emily Tyler
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