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Humming rubber

by Aaron Howard

The loss of traction the gain of speed
these things I've truly come to need.
The ground passing under my feet.
The smell of the hard concrete.
The feel of sweat covering my face.
Disregarding any law of confined space.
All the open air flowing free
and it all passing under me.
Hopping , ripping and flying along.
Listening to the roads song.
The sounds of tires on the street.
The breeze just makes me complete.
The sun on my back and the smell.
looking at the people stuck in car driven hell.
traffic and all it's creeping congestion.
Thinking about my ecological suggestion.
Just to fuck all the cars and keep it real.
do you need to go drive to get a meal?
Shit, it's only two fucking blocks.
so try and think like a fox.
think, if it kills us everyday
do we really need this slothful way?
A way to kill a loved one.
A way worse than a gun.
A gun needs to be bought.
A car is something that is sought.
it's power, it's money, it's greed.
it's still something we don't really need
Yeah it's glamorous and pretty
but looking at the cost, it's shitty.
I'm sure you all are like fuck you
since this isn't anything new
Just some fucker trying to bitch
about his enjoyment cliché.
I'll still say I'm right
when I ride my bike through the night.
Seeing cops and accidents everywhere
and I just don't feel the care.
to drive my life whole life away
when I can ride and still play.
I can go 35 if I want to push
even though it is a little rough on the tuch'e.

04/22/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
Copyright © 2025 Aaron Howard

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