walking in my running shoes
arms flailing on a winter beach
the calmness of the off season
dog is freaking out of reach
unleashed insanity
with ears all a flappin'
disregard for the uptight runner
with tongues and lips all a smackin'
*I like this place
But I have to Leave
much better than reality
pretend the movie Rollerball
as I blade top speed down the boardwalk
zinging by all the blue hair
as I skate the races in my thoughts
hopping cracks and dodging sand drifts
with only a timely precision
my mind is clear as a race car driver
I cannot afford a poor decision
*chorus
wet suit, booties, glove and a hood
a chill bites into me just watching
freezing water as it should
no fear just balls
then no stopping
dropping in on a big chilly wall
spectators with the metal detectors
pedaling a low ride cruiser
with a rear view mirror and a red reflector
