Check out. Drop in. Let go.

Tuck into the ride
and leave this town.
Thick black rubber
to dull the numb;
limb by limb,
foot by foot,
finger by finger.
Hood overhead;
until you're
just another
black smudge.
Undercover lover.
Drenched in salt,
saturated in secrets,
feathers and fins.
Stay,
til dark beats down the day,
til every rib is sore,
til the rain begins
to smell like snow;
the last golden leaves
holding on tight.
Heart full.
Head empty.
On little wings,
souls floating
somewhere
in the in between.