Out of towners

had ridden hundreds of miles

needed a place to sit

& just think about all of that

start

to catch up to now

a little town in Belgium

caught in the evening light

bar doors open wide

went in shook the hand of the owner

made our hello’s

guy had been a bike racer

back there sometime in the day

walls had photos

bits of old machines to show

we nestled in to stay

the beers flowed all right

ordered pizzas as the talks began

he showed his collection

old bikes out back

rode one twice around the pool table

then around the quiet old block

back in around the place

smiled wide

the winner again

as we settled to the beat of his night

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