The motorcycle boy reigns

He kept the ocean inside a tumbler

Soda pop bubbles

Trying to reach the surface

Restlessness

Effervescence whiteness

I told him many nights

Our thirst will linger

In the wettest dessert

Chapped lips

The blood we ever shared

Now tints the fountains

I found you

With your race half way traveled

And I poured

Gallons of gasoline

My heavy traveler

I took away your burden

And crushed it with my thighs

Motorcycle boy

Keep on riding

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