guardrails

good drivers
don’t need
no
stinkin’
guardrails

good drivers
gun the engine
hug the corners
feel themselves
pushed
by force of gravity
deep
into leather bucket seats

feel those G’s

the power is intoxicating
the speed is exhilarating
pulse rate soars as
adrenaline pumps

breaking the rules
breaking the laws
but not braking
never braking
feels so good and right

good drivers
can do that
can feel that

sure
guardrails are there
but not for them

guardrails exist
for others,
the amateur
the novice
the thrill seeker

the one approaching

barreling
careening
drifting
across the center line

right around the next corner.

*Professional driver on closed course, do not attempt.