Tagged: ride
there is something so
there is something so
unappealing
about riding
around in your
mercedes – the
sickly smell of
the leather interior,
the aimlessness of the
rides, and the sudden
shifts between
baiting, berating,
and boasting
.
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a fish to stay, a
a fish to stay, a
fish to take home – riding the
swift currents of chance
.
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we are on the move –
we are on the move –
through tunnels, across bridges,
over highways, and
beyond state lines – unseating
our hearts for the bumpy ride
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: move
on the road, we take
on the road, we take
chances, racing alongside
life, shy of winning
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: race
perhaps life and death
perhaps life and death
start with a cab ride, meter
running, waiting for
a destination – my hands are
deep in these pockets, searching
.
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let’s be up to our
everything that is
this is a riding-
this is a riding-
through-the-woods
bike, built using the
motor-and-
snowmobile money,
replacing the swapped-
for-a-guitar, riding-
through-the-woods
bike i imagine
you saying this
all in one-and-a-
half breaths, or
finishing a little
out of breath. but
instead, you say
no other bike is the
same – it’s mint
.
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we are an hour’s
we are an hour’s
ride away from the ocean.
there’s a gathering-
up-of-skirt feeling as i
write this, ready to take the plunge
.
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i am merely a
i am merely a
bike ride away
from feeling
lost and found –
memories often
go ‘round and
‘round, stuck
hard greasing
the wheels
.
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