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Aug/2008
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Long Higway
Can you guys stand one more poetry kind of thing? I promise not to post a lot of em. Cuz this is all I have. Written several years ago after someone asked me why I ride. I got kinda introspective, and came up with this.
Long Highway
Astride her iron horse hugging broken, dashed lines.
Wind singing through her wheels, can this be a crime?
Running away? No she’s just on the move.
She’s searching for her own perfect groove.
It’s been said, “She will ride till she’s dead,
The asphalt will be her last hard bed.”
The wind speaks to her, the lines rush by.
Her mind cracks open, the sky begins to cry.
Onward she rides, no looking back,
The throttle she twists, there can be no slack.
Her future lies ahead, her past is dead,
What lies in her belly that must be fed?
She’s known to say her life is static…
Why must she live life as an addict?
The miles rush by, past deserts, past lakes.
Past all the posers and the fakes.
The ride continues, she’s on the move.
She’s still searching for her own perfect groove.
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