Thoughts While Driving

Do I have as much of a death wish
as the motorcyclist
weaving weekend traffic,
hair in the wind,
shirt so caught up in the moment
his rib cage is showing,
and he not a care in the world?

Am I embracing life as much
as the motorcyclist
weaving weekend-traffic,
his arms outstretched,
wind in his face,
that loud vroooom of
rebellion and joy,
not a care in the world?

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