Poetry · Writing

Ghost Rider

Ride.

Ride fast and through

the seventh ring.

Ice Brutus’s stare

chases the bike as

he’s grounded up.

Ride.

Ride fast and through

the sixth ring.

Published by SamT.Gutierrez

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