Riding a bike

Is like riding a horse.

I hug myself

With thoughts

Like this.

I am pleasantly tired,

Dripping sweat,

After riding twenty miles

Very fast

On an evening full of drunks

and horrible Cubs fans.

Hard to distinguish

Who is who.

The Viking blew me off

As Vikings do.

A drop of Cherokee blood

Won’t prevent

A destroyer

From destroying.

I heard a story about

Thoroughbreds

And women,

Tonight.

I ate my pad thai

Thinking

About my great-aunt.

She promised me

A pony,

once.

Everyone’s a fucking disappointment

Including me

But we all mean

Oh so well.