Slowly I tiptoe
Shadows drown glistening steel
She creeps to a halt
I wait patiently
Grass joins the chorus of wind
Whirs fade to a hiss
I jump to my feet
She starts rolling inch by inch
Rocks slip under foot
I clench her brisk rung
Throwing myself on the porch
I take off my pack
I hear the howling
She hums on the narrow steel
I fade to darkness
Squished in the foxhole
I embrace my solitude
Rapture resonates
My eyes breathe beauty
We are all misfits riding
Setting our minds free
Oh how I love it
Where will her tracks take me now
Wake up miles away
