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