dim stars twinkle messages from eons past
obscured by the spires of distant fires
the dusty moon punctures the black sky
with a rusty salmon glow
erect trees hang delicately curved branches
meeting their peers for a twiggy handshake
designed to shroud me in a verdent tunnel;
through this i excitedly plummet
the hiding sun makes way for cool breezes
my jacket bellows, inflated
every vulnerable patch of skin is delightfully cooled
pockets of warm air massage my spine
my headlight urges photons across the asphalt plains
I can see only so far; darkness, the unknown, lie ahead
my mirrors are solid black; they reflect nothing
but the past, which rushes away as fast as I move forward
a smile cracks the corners of my mouth
my gloved hand twists the eager throttle
embracing these unknowns
enjoying the journey, awaiting the sunrise