Road Time

By Max

I need road time
Been caged too long
rage is flowing through my veins
and hates my inner song
I know that if I hang around
someone will get hurt
my tempers flaring violently
in deep red burning spurts
so I head out to the garage
unchain the blackened beast
and let her pipes give voice our growl
and roar it up the street.
I fight in every corner
and I roar down every straight
I clear my mind of everything
cept speeding to my fate

The highway soothes
I'm in control
the darkness yields to stabbing light
and air cools down
my angry mind
and rhythm quietens brute

I ride for hours
a long way out
out of sight and mind of home
and park my butt by the oceans side
and watch the rolling foam
Steel gray breakers pound the beach
I sip of rum and smoke
and watch the clouds form patterns
as I have another toke
The stars wink on
the world exhales
and I let go of all that's stale
and fishermen
fathers/sons
take pilgrimages
to the sea
as they have
since time begun
I'm thoughtful now
my anger spent
perspective's slowly creeping in
now rage has had its vent
In time I know I'll climb
back on
the only shrink I'll ever need
she tunes my mind as I tune her
my ever faithful steed.

2-23-00
Max
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