as we whiz by

[child_of_trees]

its a cool night
foggy
presenting a haze over the golden street lamps
the glow grows as we whiz by
the cold whips through my sweater
as my eyes tear and my vision blurs
the glow grows and trails as we whiz by
our muscles scream at the metal pillars jutting out from our centers
toes are toasty in shoes which gnash against metal teeth
my breath grows deep and weak
we exhale the fog we take in
like a train
never seizing
we spit in the face of rest
the glow grows and as we whiz by
and ride on
we ride on
and on
and on
and on
and on
our muscles scream at metal pillars jutting out from our centers
as the glow grows
as we whiz bye