Friday, May 22, 2015


You sweep a wide arch in front of me
Black on black
Gleaming in the sun
My foot falls fast on the pedal
As your life flashes before my eyes
One short instant
Torn apart by greying asphalt
Before you ride clear
Leaving me in awe of life’s fragility
Sharpening the landscape
Casting the afternoon in a dream-like glow

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