THE MASK WASN'T OFF! HOWEVER, RIDING AT NIGHT HAS BECOME THE OBCESSION AND WHAT DRIVES ALL MY CREATIVE THOUGHTS. IT'S STRANGE THAT "BECOMING AN ACCESSORY OF MY TRANSPARENCY," IS HAUNTING ME. HEAD TURNING SHARPLY, I FEEL IT EVEN MORE NOW. "SHADOWING' MY SLIGHEST TURN AND QUIET STOPS ON RURAL ROADS? "ON SMALLER AND SKINNIER PATHS I RIDE... TO AVOID THE INEVITABLE MISTEP! ~ CB ~
I lay waiting to fulfill that which drives my days and nights... only the heat and the wind, cab be overheard and overfelt by the motors 4 strokes winding... farther and darker, I enter into the REM stage of the Ride...
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