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"i cannot for the life of me..." A Gearhead Poem (Circa March 2009)

...fucking sleep
the gears in my head just won't stop turning
yearning
for apexes and curves
racing the birds
towards the heavens
embracing the mountains
words
cannot describe the longing i feel
in my soul
i feel whole
when rubber and steel
are at my command
embrace the wheel in my hands
twisting and turning
nature's demands
and lady luck
are my only concerns
discerning my beloved
free from thinking
all instinct
like breathing or blinking
chase the sun till its sinking
then into the night
you try to follow
all you see
are taillights
and im gone
smiling at your feeble attempts
repeat
your rinsed out
style is spent
long before i've even started
so go join the other ricers
and dearly departed
ill say a prayer for you
next time we meet
just as soon
as i have her back on her feet
i anticipate that day
like a kid's christmas
already have a mile long
wish list
a never ending process
this game we play
but i wouldn't have it
any other way

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