I like the pace

by Silas

Posted to Poetry on 2003-07-03 00:07:00

Parent message is 478500
of this. never lets up. Like rampaging down a hill on a mountain bike and you can stay in controll as long as you don’t stop to think.
And most poets end up with bloody knees. but not you. not this time. just a hell ride down a fully erect mountain.
Whatever is your benzedrine – keep on it.