One single thought through
Swift flight to a bad landing:
Stupid way to die.
After the bike wreck
There’s nothing to see but the
Hospital ceiling.
Highway monkey fuck -
80 mph gridlock
Don’t nobody sneeze
(via Twitter / blueheron)
Death’s the best koan
If rideing bikes won’t wake you
Then nothing will save you
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
Heading Home from DC Trip
Leaving my daughters
Each will trod her separate path
Dark night, shooting stars
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
Caribou Coffee
Harley ate my brand ball cap
Now they’re just on-line
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
Confused my children
Left a disc of vintage porn
In my DAUGHTER’s book
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
DC Bike Trip 1/2 Way
On the Interstate
People going nowhere fast
It’s all the same
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
“No one goes down it
Basho wrote of Autumn roads.
Not Spring Interstates
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
Watching people’s dogs
1st rest stop in VA
Mine won’t ride with me
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
At a rest stop break
Snacking & reading Basho
Ants get into it too
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
Organic creature
Warm pool of thoughts & feelings
Flung into hard-edged space
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
Cross this spinning globe
Round wheels roll @ 65
Lean into the wind!
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
DC Bike Trip Begins
Road off this morning
Bike and pack prepared
Now the fates decide
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
Bike still in the shop
My sweet Bufflehead Cabin
Feels like a jail house
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
