The ABCs of Emotion: Energized
Coiled power springs
spikes blood with adrenaline
rush of energy
Pedal to metal
roar down freeway, hair flying
black banner in wind
Thighs squeeze the red ducati as I swerve
wheel bumps onto sidewalk, lean hard to right
swing around an outdoor cafe called Verve.
My kind of place, snag a menu and bite
of lunch from that waiter with the slicked back
hair–uh-oh, my mirror shows him dialing.
Cell phone to his ear and a sneer that smacks
of envy contorts his face into a thing
best left in nightmares as I carreen round
a bend, heart thumping, blood zinging, crackle
of energy rushes from spine to ground.
It shakes the street; I avoid a tackle
by zipping across an intersection
horns honk, cars skid, saved by fuel injection.
sold to ignorant shoppers
makes me laugh out loud.
Everyone should have
a coiled spring vibrating