Sunday, January 22, 2017

Meditation Of My Two Wheels

I long for strange roads
And to find myself
In the unfamiliar

For in the familiar
I hold, yet I find
Those things I already know

I long for strange faces
Sharing their own truth
Their roads I shan't travel

Roads that serve their purpose
Long roads of wisdom
I wish to bring inside

I ache for long roads
Black sparkles dancing
Droning, groaning asphalt

No destination other
Than the road itself
Deliver me nowhere

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About Sash

People call me "Sash" because I'm a former beauty queen in my old home town. My father used to ride in an MC which got me interested in the culture. After my last divorce I said "goodbye" to Susie Homemaker and became the naughty, biker chick I always felt inside. (Read more...)