Line Skater
January 2, 1992
One inch above the street, feet flexed as if on springs, your gliding wheels rush by as if on frozen water. Your sinuous trail is sudden as the cheeta's doing seventy miles while the city cats all scatter.
One inch above the street, feet flexed as if on springs, your gliding wheels rush by as if on frozen water. Your sinuous trail is sudden as the cheeta's doing seventy miles while the city cats all scatter.