Yesterday, in a fit of laughing passion
and monstrous adrenaline
I spun out of my dorm and
went long boarding.
between the speed wobbles and
maniacal laughter emanating from my
masterful failure, I dreamt slyly that
you were the wheels carrying me crazily
zigzagged through the flushed streets
or maybe
you wove the road that carved
into my emotion- threatening both
that you will act too placidly or at the same time maybe
too precariously. (ripping my shaking
ankles from their humanity and
introducing them suddenly-obnoxiously to Course Pavement) You do have that
kind of capacity you know, to
lift me into a peaceful rest or
throw me into a turbulent anarchic spiral.
But truly you are the 100 % bamboo
flexible fibers flowing
between me and the gravel demise lifting me
gently upon the wind of the road,
the adrenaline that courses through my sporadic
insistence and
the breeze that whites my cheeks and
sings my lullaby relationship between speed
and the thin thread of life
spinning through my caustic veins.
Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 8:53 PM UTC
Yesterday, in a fit of laughing passion
and monstrous adrenaline
I spun out of my dorm and
went long boarding.
between the speed wobbles and
maniacal laughter emanating from my
masterful failure, I dreamt slyly that
you were the wheels carrying me crazily
zigzagged through the flushed streets
or maybe
you wove the road that carved
into my emotion- threatening both
that you will act too placidly or at the same time maybe
too precariously. (ripping my shaking
ankles from their humanity and
introducing them suddenly-obnoxiously to Course Pavement) You do have that
kind of capacity you know, to
lift me into a peaceful rest or
throw me into a turbulent anarchic spiral.
But truly you are the 100 % bamboo
flexible fibers flowing
between me and the gravel demise lifting me
gently upon the wind of the road,
the adrenaline that courses through my sporadic
insistence and
the breeze that whites my cheeks and
sings my lullaby relationship between speed
and the thin thread of life
spinning through my caustic veins.
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