i'm riding pillion
on his bike
my hands around his waist
the sun is out
the fields are green
we laugh and joke and race
then all at once
the sky turns black
and terror fills the space
when suddenly i realise
i've never seen his face
The terror of the unknown of the stranger..hmm..odds are pretty good..he won't kill you..i think..and who knows may be even be a friend... half glass full and all of that..hehe! smiles..:)!2!
I could see that dream to nightmare scenario
ReplyDeleteFrom light to dark... personal heaven, to what could be hell... nice.
ReplyDeletewell, waking up next to putin
ReplyDeletewould be a nightmare...ha...seeing that face
and knowing that identity colors everything,
eh?
I'll go with this comment
DeleteThis is BRILLIANT. That 'road trip' feel with the added twist.
ReplyDeleteThat would be like riding a bat out of hell.
ReplyDeleteThe terror of the unknown of the stranger..hmm..odds are pretty good..he won't kill you..i think..and who knows may be even be a friend...
ReplyDeletehalf glass full and all of that..hehe!
smiles..:)!2!
brilliant start leads to startling conclusion, love it, thanks for sharing, Kevin
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