Deadmans Curve

dead man’s curve is my want-to-be scape
wait, I am there, no need to refute it
curvy and dangerous, harrowing to many
intimidating and scary to others
proceed with caution

some are diffident, shy upon approach
be afraid, I think, be very afraid
my master mind laughs at their confusion
dead man’s curve and I are twin souls
waiting for those who dare
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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