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Side Car to Early Morning Ride along a Cool Long Stretch of Miguelway


Eyes locked but wavering
Sliding back and forth
Holding us firmly together
And also floating away
From
Each other

We drop into a steep K-Hole
Like giants
Made of armored steel.
Plaited for battle
Seeing it all
Beneath the glistening trail
Translucent and wet
Left behind,
Blanketing
All that was before them.

Feeling all as
Distance carries them away

Sticky

And never
Quite
Close
Enough.

Tangled
Enriched, engorged shapes
Of massive metal
Moving slowly to the pulse
Of thick, hot blood
Sliding
Through wet steel.

High sideways eyes.
Slow sexy lazy smiles
Share air
Hold it in..
Religious experience.
Mmmmmmmmm
Yeeeeaaaaaaahh.
We take turns
Pulling each other along.

Take our time with arriving.

Gone
Before
Departing.

Simultaneously convening together.

Sweaty.
Cocooned within
A sea
Of weightless
Rainbow drops
Clinging to our bodies
Forcing us
To imagine in fast forward.

We grasp for the hand with the hose

Breathing deeply
Of each other
Reaching further
Deeper
Inside

The mind.

Absorbed in living,
Our minds move freely
While our souls
Hold tight.
For real.

And we are Powerful
Impenetrable
Beasts

Of past and future.

Traveling
Together.
Epic journeys
Spanning seasons
Windy with dust.

The more we get
The more we want
To
Be lost
In its blissful
Fury
Of abandon.



(written by me)