Old Man on a Motorcycle (July 2003)

His motorcycle shot from the Stop & Shop parking lot
The loud motor broke the quiet, orderly manner in which people were packing groceries in their cars
The old, sagging skin on the bikers face was stretched back and flapped
in the loud wind
that peeled from his Harley
It was almost like the jowls of a dog
Fiercely but freely flapping in the wind
I bet he was a bad mother-trucker in his day
I always thought bikers were pretty cool
and I dug/dig biker chicks
And as he left the parking lot
I could barely make out the “If you can read this… the bitch fell off”
on the back of his faded white t-shirt
I thought that might have been funny at one time
But I think “the bitch” has been
off his bike a long time