Tagged: woods
this is a riding-
this is a riding-
through-the-woods
bike, built using the
motor-and-
snowmobile money,
replacing the swapped-
for-a-guitar, riding-
through-the-woods
bike i imagine
you saying this
all in one-and-a-
half breaths, or
finishing a little
out of breath. but
instead, you say
no other bike is the
same – it’s mint
.
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to manage and hold
to manage and hold
simplicity, the universe
maps out new
configurations of
gears that must
turn with elegant
precision.
whether taking on
the city, the woods, or
each other, we do
the same thing –
listen intently
for only one
another’s clicks
.
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you came back to the
you came back to the
city from a week at the
lakes smelling
different, new. at first
we thought it was
nature, the woods,
fresh air, and then
maybe the hotel soap.
by evening, we
identified it as
sunscreen and,
while you unpacked, i
was able to put away
the thought of
separation, restock
the shelf behind
our bathroom
mirror with all
of your familiar things
.
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between sunset and dusk,
between sunset and dusk,
i carry our memories
into the woods and
to the lake, let
them soak in
the darkening
waters before
folding
them in
half
so
that we
can
share
everything
this equally –
anchor roots,
annual scars, our
most vulnerable
therefore responsive
layers, and each new
branch, learning to tap
our rhythm across the sky
.
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