BEATNIK: A Poetry Collection

it's great

I took my glasses

off to see through

my own eyes for

a bit.

paired with

good music,

the ride was

a slice of

heaven.

I think it's good

that we should get

out for a drive

now and again.

just to let

ourselves go.

as a speak

there is a

man next to

me on a

motorcycle.

his arms are

bent backwards

and up.

I wonder

how he

drives

like that.