somewhere around twelve

in hand me downs

denim jacket too large

pants with turned ups

half downed eyes

looking at my bike

not to steal

but you could see

he wanted it enough

he had some idea

on the model

knew the make of course

could see the changes made

& I offered him a sit upon

the guys watching me

not quite getting yet

what I was doing

he sat for a while

hands just about making the bars

worn out lace shoes

hovering above the pegs

& too soon for him

we had to go

as he stood watching us

take off around the bend

I told ‘em later over a beer

kid reminded me of me

about that age

when I needed a friend

& not one there

did not know what I meant

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