crazy times

By , china, ME
Crazy Times

Wind blows-
snow stings my face
like rubber bands snapped against my skin.
Hauling wheelies
flying fast
like a cougar
across the lake full speed
through the woods

to my friend's.
What would happen?
if I crashed?
soaring through big fields
in the powder snow
it thrills me to the bone
because I am outside.
Friends with me.
Inspiration-
this completes me.





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