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Throttle wide open...

Oh shit! I thought Christmas comes

round but once a year.

(Here in Las Cruces and surrounding area, the police are quick to shut you down. And by golly, I can't afford any more tickets. Have had three since moving here in 2001.)

 
He howls and shrieks, "STOP!"

Cop snarls: "Where's the fire, sir?"

I smile. "In your eyes, my friend."

 
Faster, faster, faster, until the thrill of speed overcomes the fear of death...

Hunter S. Thompson

And I to my motorcycle

Parked like the soul of the junkyard Restored,

a bicycle fleshed With power,

and tore off Up Highway 106 continually Drunk on the wind in my mouth

Wringing the handlebar for speed

Wild to be wreckage forever.

James Dickey

Here's a site for motorcycle haiku poems.

Finaly, after nearly a year idling, this morning I put 'er in first gear at Teachers' Lounge. I have a tee-shirt I wanna sell you hahahaha! (Coming soon as I can swipe Stella's camera.)

But first, I want to tell you a story from last summer about Little Coches and the holographic universe.

 
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What the Fu#k is with all this artsy fartsy dumb shit around here lately?

Is that a poem?

<_<

 
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