he passed me, on foot;
I was on a bike.
what happened to mechanical
advantage, that each stride
he took, propelled him further
up the steep hillside than
each pedal stroke.
as he passed me, he asked
me for water at the top.
i finally caught up with him
half way down Sunshine
canyon, now gravity helped
me,
finally.
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