Drunk on the wind in my mouth,
Wringing the handlebar for speed,
Wild to be wreckage forever.
Cherrylog Road (l. 106–108). - The Whole Motion; Collected Poems, 1945-1992 (1992)
Drunk on the wind in my mouth,
Wringing the handlebar for speed,
Wild to be wreckage forever.
Cherrylog Road (l. 106–108). - The Whole Motion; Collected Poems, 1945-1992 (1992)