in honor of Eli Knapp and Timothy Inge, it's time to try a haiku. this one is called "Honda" and it's about a little feisty unpretentious prancing beauty of a bike with a big 600cc heart.


wind whips sharp--playful
empty road beckons and yawns
alone, alive--free


and a little free verse

my own red rocket
would go with me.
spread out our wings and
blur this scenery away.
too much anxious power
wrapt up purring in
too little a frame
calls to the itch
aching in my bones
to give speech in speed--
with deep cry to deep--
and run and run
in wind and road and sun
as sunset calls to sky
burning in the day's end.


well. a bike would be really nice right now.