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Five in the morning
On my bike in the dark on Monday
My shoes are wet
And the streets are too wet to be riding
Leaves glow orange
One falls on my hand I don't attempt removing it
I soar through red lights
Almost turning my head precariously
One more block until
I will have to stop
What if I kept going
I'll keep going
Just not knowing
Where I'm going
My hat is worn low
While squinting ahead in a blurred glow
Twirling rectangular
Sign flashes brightly the cold outside
One more block until
I will have to stop
What if I kept going
I'll keep going
Just not knowing
Where I'm going
I reverse numbers
Up there in my mind I am warmed inside
I decide where I'd be
If they were measured inaccurately
One more block until
I will have to stop
What if I kept going
I'll keep going
Just not knowing
Where I'm going
What if I kept going
I'll keep going
Just not knowing
Where I'm going
One more block until
I will have to stop
What if I kept going