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Dumb Dirt Jumping Poem

redsdiseaseredsdisease Posts: 147
edited June 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I sit at the beginning of that approach
passed the usual brick wall I hope to encroach
I stare at it’s jeering steep face
My confidence falling away like a slip coach

I pull myself together and begin to pedal
pounding on my 30 pounds of metal
confidence builds as I scream closer
and my fear begins to settle

I blow passed the wall and hit the face
my spirits begin to race
but I soon see that I don’t have enough air
and on the landing I case
and fall flat on my face
Jimmy Carter has disco fever.
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Comments

  • lifeisworthlifeisworth Posts: 186
    sweet :)


    nice sig, too :)
    Nosotros nunca escuchamos la voz adentro
  • EvilToasterElfEvilToasterElf Posts: 1,119
    I really would like to hear the experience of missing a jump like this without being restricted to rhyme, I feel like the intensity of the experience is held back by it
  • redsdiseaseredsdisease Posts: 147
    Originally posted by lifeisworth
    sweet :)


    nice sig, too :)

    thanks, you ride?
    Jimmy Carter has disco fever.
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