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    Pedaling (homeward)

    pedaling (homeward) all legs, heart, route one star singled out with acclimated eyes dark is not black, it’s gray blue peace is every heave of breath turned spoke – thrust wheels like magnets skim along…


    Slipping out past parked cars noisy bars disconnected payphones boarded construction zones wet grass on open toes sprinklers like rattles hearts like drums lit by the stars (those distant suns) and the clever moon dressed…