Morning flight

The sun in your eyes

The air on your fingertips

Twist the throttle

Tuck down

Look through your eyebrows

And fly

 

What did she say?

Here we go again

 

Clench your teeth under the helmet

Clutch, downshift, brake 

The rear wheel dances on the cold tarmac

You're losing control

Like you did before

But the machine obeys your wish

It's forgiving

Not everyone is

You're one, you got to be

A team

Harmony, choreography

You lean, perfection

What did she say?

What did you say?

Can this thing go faster?

What are you running from?

Who are you running from?

The pistons scream

Your memories spin

The sound of her voice

What did she say?

The colour of her eyes

Don't let it fade, not this time

Don't forget

Hold it in

 

A reflection

Snap out of it!

Focus or die!

 

Full stop

Feet on the ground

The exhaust is smoking

Your heart is pounding

Your empty eyes reflect the cold horizon

She is right there, and always will be