freedom
The Joker posted,
we found freedom on pavement,
weaving shapes filing down the darkened road,
the supply bag jingles, merry tunes of restless spirits,
the shadows are lonely and welcoming.
the iridescent orange flickers and fades through trees and bushes, and the grass is damp and the stars are bright and our spirits raised high,
we salute each other.
"heres to the niuht, heres to each other, and heres to ourselves
Our wheels glide smoothly over fresh pavement,
over old tracks retraced.
all the way to nowhere and back again.
were not lost, we've no place to go,
but were free, free as we've ever ment to be.
2009 January 10 7:10 PM
The Joker replied,
friend of mine wrote this and thought i should share it with you guys. its about long rides while drinking with friends, and living our lives the way people should.