arc
there is a tree-lined
road that I know
(two actually - the best one
is in Quebec
enroute to
Mont Tremblant)
I accelerate
well in advance
of its arc
hit the apex
tease the possibility of release
hugging the ground in a perfect parabola
and for a few
brief seconds
I float at 100+ kilometres per hour,
defying gravity
hoping that
on the other side
there is no police officer
radar trapping this perfect
thrill ride road
I've been known
to turn around
and do it again
accelerating toward weightlessness
a second time
rushing forward
and racing away from earthly constraints
toward a sober decline
Adrian Hoad-Reddick
01/14/06