Death on Wheels – Beatrice Pizer
With Skull and Snake and Lightening flash
tight under my deck
a prayer rolling close to the ground
staring down death --
poppin’ out fire ‘n ice. I’m stoked!
Shed old skin as I skate
kick the nose, kick ‘n flip it
spin it -- Yeh!
Then land two feet solid
surfing walls of empty pools,
blue on blue, we split the sky
ear buds plugged in
shooting hip hop in my head
Nollie Tre Flip; Back from the Dead
wheels scraping gravel,
Aireal, Caballerial, dude the rush!
Long curving arcs
slow ‘n easy, riding Fakie
right foot behind, Front side
Mongo-foot and Goofy
surfing curbs and scraping
axels 50-50, remember that night
down town when I got doped up
as a fish, and only sixteen,
they took me to Juvie. Found treasure
inside a locked box
some Jug-Nut showed me his
board, hand-painted black roses,
did the trick
that skate-board. Sic man! Sweet.
No Pharmacy meds. No Prozac.
Just tripping on ramps
and grazing my ass,
even with knee pads and helmet
barely grown in a beard
when I scored my first shuv. G.O.A.T Goat!
Greatest of All Time!
Look at me! ‘I’m a shredder!’
Dropped out at 10th grade; the man said
I was a dud. Don’t give a shit,
in my head I’m riffing on steel,
I’m Death and Snake and Lightening
on wheels. Watch me man.
Watch me fly!