Thursday, April 26, 2012

Of sitting astride on the fire chariot, of reaching your arms out wide ahead, of gripping his reigns and letting him roar freely his full, arrogant roar, his wheels devouring the asphalt on his lone elephantine ride, he is the king of the road, the pasha of steel, over-lord of dust and grease, you’re his mahout, a humble cohort, your duty it is to set him free.