Death race

 

 

A motor nestled

 

Between two wheels

 

Rumble and roar of

 

The twin cylinders

 

Knees pressed tightly

 

Against fuel tank

 

Leaning into the turns

 

Like a drunken sailor

 

 

 

My salvation

 

My shrink

 

My doctor

 

My platonic lover

 

Keeping me

 

Happy

 

Sane

 

In shape

 

 

 

Connected to

 

Another reality

 

Maybe even a

 

Parallel universe

 

Gloriously free

 

Without restraint

 

Wind in my hair

 

Smile on my face

 

 

 

Living life how it is meant to be lived

 

 

Done