One single thought through
Swift flight to a bad landing:
Stupid way to die.
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.
Death’s the best koan
If rideing bikes won’t wake you
Then nothing will save you
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
Leaving my daughters
Each will trod her separate path
Dark night, shooting stars
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
On the Interstate
People going nowhere fast
It’s all the same
(via Twitter / John Hicks)