Two Poems
1. Arriving at Sunlight on the Brink Interspersed with snare and
Moments of chaos,
Wild drumming electronic.
Like the live- wanna hear it clash with the
Electro
Fade
New primordial
Brink
Silence is breath stopping
Stop breathing
Brink of breath
Shimmer Breath
Perpetual loop
Shift
Round
Tribe shift
New wild
Exploring the brink
Drop in the bucket
Intense Dispense
Capture the brink
Capture the shimmer
The New perpetual brink
Primordial brink
Polyshimmerbr
Under the Desert Sun
We turned inland from San Diego and within a day or so, the weather changed drastically. We had been warned that the full heat of the desert sun would make biking harder, but man, it is brutal. Quickly we modified our plans. No longer would we have casual breakfasts and leisurely departure times. We would wake early and ride in the dark morning hours to beat the heat of the day. “Up at 2 am!” we say. “On the road by 3!” we say. Realistically we leave at 4am, but it still feel
Lightening our load
Someone stops to go to the bathroom. Another says “if you’re going to the bathroom, I’m going to take a picture.” “If you’re taking a picture, I’m going to tweak this thing on my bike.” “If you’re tweaking that thing on your bike, I’m going to eat this powerbar.” “If you’re going to eat that powerbar, I’m going to check the route” ”Everybody ready to go?” “Yes!” “Let’s go!” “Wait, I have to go to the bathroom!” Everything is taking so much more time than we had ever anticipat
