SPEED

Motion... building...zero to sixty
And beyond until the friction
Singes against supple skin,
And eyes begin to mist and blink
To focus on what lies ahead,
As passion quickly turns to dread,
Adrenaline pumps fast and fierce.
A pounding heart pounds harder yet
Like jungle drums foreboding doomed
Anticipation of regret.
But it keeps moving; cannot stop;
Becomes addicted to itself,
An all-consuming fervent passion
Fueled by fever, cloaked in stealth,
Feeding on it's own desire
Speed keeps building higher, higher,
Higher!  Faster!  faster yet...
Until it's time to pay the debt.

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