It's a part of me. Hidden, bubbling, below my consciousness.
Last night it surfaced. One beer siphoned through my body, highways of veins delivering their poison, flicking switches in my head.
Altered perceptions:
The pedal under my foot will touch the floor.
Road medians will give. They are so inviting.
Swerving is fun, how close will I come?
I am invincible.
I almost took the highway on ramp. I craved the flat road stretching out in front of me, bass pulsing up my spine. Windows down, let the night flood in. 110hp is more than enough to get me up to speed. 150kms is dizzying. The car lightens, the road slips away.
If one moose stood on the flickering line, I would have met the challenge.
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
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3 comments:
as much as i am in support of coupling emotional release with massive amounts of adrenaline...
please be careful when you drive. it's one thing to feel the teeter-totter of your own life... but to put others in danger is something i am not down with.
aside from the fleeting paranoia it gave me... this post was very well written and the imagery is complimented nicely by that picture.
you are a dangerous one, i think.
Lizzi... as bold as this post sounds, I am a cautious driver. Even when I'm angry, the thump-thump of my own life comes through loud and clear.
Sometimes I think I watch out for others more than I watch out for myself.
kinda... freaked me out
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