mi moto

enchanted by your oil on my face. lulled to pleasure having mounted you. this sweat, this grime, this summer spattered on my glasses on my face. an exercise in unimaginable titillation. senses expanded ready to receive. air sky glinting steadily on rooftops sheathed in graying asphalt shingles. small children stop plant feet straddling bikes and fences watch with pupils enlarged whites of eyes engorged imagine the speed. what matters is the slickness of satisfaction this joy ride an excuse to travel down jefferson telephone leeland dumble bell clay harrisburg altic polk henninger collier bump bumping over railroad ties and down inclines. visiting tambourines and summertime highscepades holding babies as the speed comforts youngones before sleep. an excuse for renewal. no a reason. all the while breathing in nighttime liberated from the cage of the houstonian transnightmare.

7 comentarios:

awadhwa dijo...

lovely, lovely...ps I'm trying to learn Spanish:)

Echo dijo...

yay! (you are wearing a helmet, right?) (i feel like a mom in training.)

btw, there are more tomatoes on the vine. :)
echo

John Pluecker dijo...

just bought a helmet. i'm psyched.

sylvíssima dijo...

lovely, does it have a name already? i would look beautiful in the back (with a mini skirt of course).

gracerollins dijo...

looks so fun! i sold my moto this spring :( it was red too.

Sehba Sarwar dijo...

i've had the pleasure of driving your moto (just down the block on jefferson) but nonetheless, i can understand your glee.

zekerigg dijo...

how did u do the custom pipe like that? did u upgrade the carb or just up jet? also r there any other mods done to the bike?
zeke