Poetry of Politics via Bicycle

Blackbird swings down on its left wing

Sounds of a warning

In competition with the semi engine,

The sound of my wheels,

And heavy breaths.

A playlist for the terrified naturalist,

Flying from one thing or another,

To find himself in the middle

Of a swampy-looking cornfield.

Oh what a flock to protect

The summer of 2016

Has set off so many alarms.