Saturday, December 27, 2014

how much do I hate to drive

when it's 15 degrees and
the roads are covered in ice
it's night and
I ride,
the studded snow tires grip,
my headlamp bright enough to blind
anyone crazy enough to look my way.
I ride
and the fresh air reddens my cheeks,
my breath hangs in the air,
it's a beautiful night,
the clarity that comes with
bitter cold.
my mind is clear
because I ride my bike
in the cold and I am alone
on a starry night, my thoughts
free to roam.

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