The Biker
David Sutton

Bright morning sun
Clear blue sky
A modern knight emerges
Donned in black armor
He approaches his steed

One mighty leg
Kicks iron and steel into motion
A burst of flame
A belch of smoke
The beast roars to life

A tap of the foot
A flick of the wrist
Wind tears eyes, pulls skin
The pavement blurs
Adventure awaits

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