The ride

poised

breathless

feel the pavements edge

storms edge

the thunder

roars

dip, curve, pull

…..left

it echos

lighting chases shadows

shadows cower behind

as i/we

race ahead

oh God, the roar

Pensive and fey

reckless

the storm

curve right, throttle down

i am

wild-eyed

we are

the storm

we bring

the reign/rain

of chrome

and thunder

we are

LOW