Sunny Monday
Sun sparks off my bike
as I ride away from you
into the forest of Brooklyn
trucks and blooms
and fat guys with cigars
shout eagerly at my speed
glistening under the shield
of my surrender still shivering
under the strength of our light
speaking into my hands
as though in prayer
but only lapsing into daydreams
long enough to recognize the absence of fear.
Let's rock!
Yay Monday.
as I ride away from you
into the forest of Brooklyn
trucks and blooms
and fat guys with cigars
shout eagerly at my speed
glistening under the shield
of my surrender still shivering
under the strength of our light
speaking into my hands
as though in prayer
but only lapsing into daydreams
long enough to recognize the absence of fear.
Let's rock!
Yay Monday.
1 Comments:
Wow!
Love dad
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