90 p.s.i.,
clean chain, new crank, silent ride.
Seagulls stand on ice.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
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Bike haikus written
by Papa Bradstein on his
daily bike commute
(with additional material from MrJumbo and California Girl)
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morning air cheeks' rouge
her and him and me and him, and her
we course down the beach
pancake syrup steam
thawing the crystal-sharp dawn
spills from the diner
we whiz and swoop down
the beach path on our way home
like old circling gulls
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