SOOTY

blacktop speedster
throw your machine
around corners
you straighten
with forward intent

Dragon licking tatoo
dripping from the
neck
and the max output
thunders from
speaker boxes

like the recoil of a
great gun
your turret eyes
are froth green
and you

are always one
step ahead of all

like darkness at dusk
you leap under the
great wing of night

black worn boots
feathering pedals
of light metal

nicknamed from
playing in the ashes
of the fire

the smile
dazzles
like glacial welcome

you are strapped
in with racers
clasp

and into the mystery
you dash

energized from
throttle body assist
and super chip

its all low profile
thumpers
on the grid

the lights
are coming on
around the bay
like pearls
like beads
like dream lights
glistening
with ideals

High octane princess
with beat box
entails

sweet mystery prevails