Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Cat a la frost

//Cat a la frost

I can't ride without prejudice,
driving Route One's sheer precipice,
without feeling squirmy with fear,
without showing any cowardice.

I'm certain that I'll disappear,
over the gravel-topped cliff here,
under the swaying cream-blue sea.
High as a hawk, way down I peer.

Head North there's less anxiety,
I can ride with impunity.
When we're heading South to L.A.,
I am afraid for our safety.

I cry out, "Slow down," and I pray
for courage on this, our last day.
From now on, please, a safe highway.
From now on, please, a safe highway.

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