an ode to my bike

your pedals dangle ever so languidly

your crank, paused mid-spin

i catch a glimpse across the room

it's nearly two years—

that first ride home from the shop

i thought the day would ne'er come to pass

but we rolled up seventh, you and i

united at last

i, wobbly on your fixed gear

was uncertain

but the tension in your chain

the truth of your wheels

showed me the way

when we ride, dearest bíci

my eyes to my heart to my lungs to my legs to my shoes to your frame to your wheels to the earth

it's more than we who are one

even in these wintry months

i'll keep you bright, i'll keep you clean

i'll make sure we don't forget

the bliss of flight on city streets