some rides

will break your heart

the sun setting orange flame

riding into that horizon

no one to see share with

the rain driving into you

inside your clothes

balls swimming

bone deep cold

& you know no one for a hundred miles

who could dry you out

all that is left

just to keep on going

funeral cortege

for an old riding friend

adventure partner

you loved, loved you

& those distances

you see on a map

knowing the places to stop

good spots to sleep

& you can’t get to do them

today

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