thoughtless throttle and carving turns, mountain galore
not much thought.
music singing and breeze hugging me, not a chore
beautiful views.
city sunset and tranquil roads, marching soldier
engine purrs.
an object? and a distraction, gray blob
target fixation.
probably trash and plastic debris, matters not
eyes on the road.
peripheral view and delayed shock, turn ahead
well aware.
...
oh.
animal of love and city disdain, gray bird
the floor's red.
frail body and an asphalt quilt, flat bird
why did i look
boiling rage and hopeless despair, dead bird
noone cared.
will anyone look when i'm injured?, human bird
my body's frail too.
promise i won't become a stain to remove,
once my body holds me no more.