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| photo: Katie Copeland |
Passing you is my urgent desire.
The floorboards groan with pain
As obsession possesses me.
Synapses sparkle and ingnite,
Shooting electrical messages like bottle rockets,
Wildly from brainstem to the bottom of my boot.
In an unorganized panic of evacuation
My foot presses down ever so powerfully.
Squeezing that last drop of acceleration
Out of my mid-sized sedan which
Screams for mercy until I release fifth gear,
Converting its cries to a confident hum of liberation.
As technology and anger fuel my motion
I read your bumper stickers
With tooth gnashed, and knuckles blast
I have become the superflash.
High speed particles create starlines
As I overtake you and your machine
And I cannot help but wonder
How many times your honor student
Got beat up today.
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