I pull apart the heavy drapes of darkness
Wading through thick musky flower scent
Leftover heat rising from the ground up
While shadows close snugly right behind
Two fat ladies pedal away in lycra
In this stillness I could hear them from afar
Their bikes seem absurdly small underneath them.
And I think:
If we're all alone together: then none of us are.
Mar 3, 2020
Mar 3, 2020 at 6:10 PM UTC
I pull apart the heavy drapes of darkness
Wading through thick musky flower scent
Leftover heat rising from the ground up
While shadows close snugly right behind
Two fat ladies pedal away in lycra
In this stillness I could hear them from afar
Their bikes seem absurdly small underneath them.
And I think:
If we're all alone together: then none of us are.
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