The buzz of race cars

drones on and off,

a swarm of wasps

taking over my neighbourhood

for the day.

As their dynamics shift

with their gears

down the nearby straightway

in and out of earshot

my mind shifts too.

Thoughts stream by

their faint cry

growing louder on approach.

But I have missed my moment

to capture them.

Instead of reacting too quickly

on their approach,

I must wait,

memorize the signs,

the bends, turns,

ready myself for the next buzz.

Anticipating their movements

I reach out

snagging one.

The route changes

and now the race runs through me.

I embrace the thoughts

buzzing wildly through my mind.

This week the Honda Indy is in liberty village and we have the constant in and out buzzing of the cars in our ears as we drive by. But my thoughts have been racing too. How about you?