Delta40
03-22-2011, 06:48 PM
I don't roar round corners
like you dare me to.
Scared of adventures,
your motorbike tries to invoke
a past rebellious youth
but I vote for being wise,
careful, dull even.
As I slowly go round the bend,
I approach the police station
puttering like a timid child.
I never rev in case anyone
riding me
feels my energy between their legs.
You always said I was
just another bike in the crowd.
A has been with No Drive.
I am a wishful thinker
freed only by faulty brakes.
I regret the time spent
existing like this.
Without warning,
my throttle lets loose
and I rear upwards.
I power past on a single wheel
long enough to give
the establishment and you
a final finger.
A wheelie is a wheelie
whichever way you look at it.
like you dare me to.
Scared of adventures,
your motorbike tries to invoke
a past rebellious youth
but I vote for being wise,
careful, dull even.
As I slowly go round the bend,
I approach the police station
puttering like a timid child.
I never rev in case anyone
riding me
feels my energy between their legs.
You always said I was
just another bike in the crowd.
A has been with No Drive.
I am a wishful thinker
freed only by faulty brakes.
I regret the time spent
existing like this.
Without warning,
my throttle lets loose
and I rear upwards.
I power past on a single wheel
long enough to give
the establishment and you
a final finger.
A wheelie is a wheelie
whichever way you look at it.