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Summer Ride MAG

By Anonymous

   and You leave her with a kiss

wheeling into the enveloping darkness,

lazily drift past sleeping houses



then enter the humming bluish realm

of a streetlight, the pavement sliding past

until your shadow rides you down,

stretching leglong into the gloom



And then the hill;

Gather the illusion of incredible speed,

the dark and whispering air of vanishing summer

whipping your shirt and shorts

Stand in the pedals, knees braced

But if You dare; Turn

and look backward, upward

to the top

Trust the invisible surface slipping by,

heedless of the hurtling blackness.





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