Cortins 

Throwing a transit round Muchals Bend
makes my hair stand on end.

Can't help but tense everything
for a split-second.
Now: skimming that bad camber,
legendary 
trajectories 
pawed
with rear-wheeled claws.

And once
just once
I closed my eyes
just at that point,
just felt the van
and wished shhh...
as only adrenalin can.

I-
I open them 
at the- 
the-
NOW!
for a sign.
Cortins.

3.15
Maybe next time.


Cor, 19th Feb 1999