Bright white teeth
ultrasonically cleaned
Erased years of nicotine
Bright red Kawasaki
Flash machine
Accented the new look
Speeding homeward
Round the gy-rotary
Not looking
Came a truck
He’d never see
Until it was too late
Bright red blood
soaked black leathers
Bright white teeth
Knocked out of his head
Bright soul shining
Extinguished in a flash
Lying on the tarmac
Torn to shreds
Too young
Too bright
Too fast
Only ash remains
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