Black-robed Rebel |
May it please the Court:
I couldn't do it.
With an appointment to sell Motorcycle this afternoon,
I took a long ride instead, David Crosby in my head—
Almost cut my hair. But I didn't, and I wonder why.
Except I know why:
I wasn't ready to give up on forward, on acceleration, on progress.
True, I am long past letting my freak flag fly,
But I can still do a little cruising when it's warm and dry.
Motorcycle knows no reverse.
And going backward is a bad idea.
Something from the Sixties is revving.
—written on the day the U.S. Supreme Court overturned Roe vs. Wade