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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2005 10:32 pm
by aldan
Short white lines blend
To one blurring streak
As small reflectors keep the
Bump bump bump beat.
Looking at the winding tach
And listening to engine and music
Scream in harmony
Fighting the wheel in myopic,
Leaf-stirring splendor,
When with a shining flash
The rhythm stops counting
And a metal-rending crash
Ends the trip to senility
In a wail of sirens.

Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 3:21 pm
by Neurolanis
I like it. :)

Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 7:31 pm
by Magus
Yes. It has a very good rhythm to it and you make great use of onomatopoeias.