MY BROTHERS

They fly

these brothers

in the air

down the road

disdaining weakness

talking smack

ogling blondes

swigging wine.

Daring each other

to fly

in

out

above it all

*******

All my brothers are pilots and ride motorcycles like Steve McQueen in The Great Escape.   I can imagine each of them lovingly patting the gas tank of their BMW, or Ducati, or Triumph, or Harley before they get back to the challenges of each day.

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