in honor of Flahute... who is always doing poetry Friday... and I'm just a part timer.
I bet this will be more Prose than poetry.
I feel like....
If only I can get back to the bike regularly.
things will be ok again,
things will be good again,
things will be normal again.
I imagine it's a False hope,
too much energy being put into an object,
and activity.... a Flight of Fancy.
I guess we have to have hope right,
Mine of the 2 Wheeled kind.
The get out and drop the hammer,
Suffer the fatigue,
Suffer the Pain,
Well, if the bike doesn't do it,
I do have a new Toilet Seat!
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