This is my Rocket
It is time to enlist my rocket To shake off the dust of living Meandering, weaving. To leave behind shells 'Get out of the suburbs!' A short lived, boost From a standing start motorbike 'Kings of Leon!' Snaking along With far too much traffic I'm sorry, we are so slow But how does your house go Detritus thins As rural Landscapes evolve Each intermittent burst Stimulates heart ❤️ healing The long awaited Arrow Strip I give it all And hang on While my body flicks out Like a flag in the wind