The Need

The Need

On curving back-roads I love riding
The freeways and interstates aren't for me
I love exploring and deciding
Where next to go and what to see

But I must confess that now and then
I feel an inner, aching need
To open up that big V-Twin
I need an occasional "fix" of speed

Once in a while I need to check my guts
And feel that adrenaline flow
To see if I've still got the nuts
To make that baby go

So I find a lonely stretch of highway
And with the throttle in my fist
I point my bike down the straight-away
And give that stick a twist.

Eighty, eighty-five, ninety, ninety-five
Love to hear that engine's roar
The century mark then one-oh- five
Will this machine do more?

Does one-oh-five fulfill my need
If I said yes, well I'd be lying
Hunter Thompson said " The thrill of speed
Overcomes the fear of dying."*

copyright 2007 Bill "uglicoyote" Davis

* this is a paraphrase. What Thompson actually wrote was, " Faster, faster, faster until the thrill of speed overcomes the fear of death."