Crack, Snap, bone thrown miles into the night
Screech scream pain seems clinical tonight.
Grey road bright light!
blood fills the helmet tight
Around my head around my soul
My memory is but a hole
Could this be birth or could it be death I can't decide
But one thing I know for sure
I never again will ride amoungst the oily smoke of the people who are aside.
My broken frame the name the same, they have but dented pride.
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Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on February 22, 2005
Hmmm... you write from a place, it seems, that many are afraid to shine a light on... it upsets me that you are not being read... keep writing... there's a lesson in there somewhere.
You're unapologetic. That pisses some people off. Nevermind them. You have things to say... so say them. katy.
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
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You're unapologetic. That pisses some people off. Nevermind them. You have things to say... so say them. katy.