
i slice through the thin night air
unimpeded
my shifting shadow lies
a thousand tiny lights
slide around the metal
of my bicycle
i suppose it’s a bit
surreal
for the drivers to see me
in their headlights
racing on in the night
with two bags of
groceries
(Originally posted 12/16)
Nice and simple words so well composed.
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Thanks!
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Welcome.
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