thursday

(Tonight) I biked poem onto pavement,
Winding through 7 o’ clock congestion
Too tired for bother

I let lights meet
Instead of sprinting to beat

Legs’ aching slowness
Teaching me tempo

I peddled ‘nd sang
A low rumble tune,
Digging growls and crescendos
                out my throat,
Matching the traffic

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One Comment Add yours

  1. Soren Hauge says:

    I like the way this blends into the traffic and lights, rather than fighting them.

    Like

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