Saturday, October 1, 2011


With my light striking
 the bike path in front of me, he looks like an alien

at my side, strange nose and haircut. He looks like a mad scientist
at my side, springs and cranks

jiggling and popping. He looks pale at my side. He looks
happy. His breathing is hard.

I wish him a happy October, then press on,
crushing the colorful and crunchy underfoot,

light slashing the evening, a blade
of fearless


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