autumn

i sat quietly, autumn is round me sort of..

were the eyes in disbelief that prairie grass was kindling? i shook the thought, a smile whilst the valley erupted in fire! the jacket tucked in a vest securely, bike sat still. my breathe a little more at ease. fuck, it was stressful to arrive here.

a cornflower blue sky, dry cedar was nearly splintered. i could hear no traffic, see yes. one pop, the other clip of rotation, sweet synchronicity.

i rose out of the saddle, dew on all the lawns, glow in my face. a right hand turn, once again a left hand dictates how close cars inch. for the remainder of forty minutes i buried self in the drops.

arrival in, hrs on the bike.. autumn resumes

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