.simple.cycles.

it feels good to relearn how to ride my bike

not that you forget totally, of course

as the axiom goes

just the little things

the pushing and pulling

pulling and pushing

that's pretty much it:

simple lines for a simple machine

each wheel turn and pedal stroke

reminding me of cyclical natures

and the green lights of spring

the four chambers

funny, this thing, the heart. the diligence
with which it works, the clockwork precision of each
beat. a warehouse
of oxygen and blood.
a fickle
little
creature.