Wishing for Bicycles

Wishing for Bicycles
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Walking backwards
trip and fall
feeling backwards
down the rabbit hole
Do cats eat bats?
Do bats eat cats?
backwards, forwards
spinning, churning,
dizzying
stumbling,
bumbling fool
words fall f l a t ,
like pennies in a wishing well
wells, stars, dandelions
wishes are always
to deep or
too far or
too fast,
flying with the wind.

Always out of reach.
fingers grow numb,
tree branches in winter
and tears always fall like leaves

all in undeniable time,
like in that Beatles song,
or maybe it was by the Byrds…

By the Byrds, for the Birds
when in solemn shafts of tranquil restlessness
crawling with beetles,
unable to feel an itch that will never be scratched,
it all goes to the birds anyway.
All,
everything,
always,

for the rest of [your]life,
for forever.

riding eternity like a bike.