Rush

The hot ride of these

trails of mine,

are access to bumps

and adrenaline,

that peaks at the

sight of fame,

reminding me of sweat

and veins,

that have scarred me

at the rim of excitement,

taking me to a level that

speaks reality,

the hills that kill,

the ground that lives,

the bike that grinds,

until the time is done.

-Kim Marie Plansky