Tuesday, December 09, 2014

Winter Rides!

The cold blade
that cuts in haste,
through existence,
is hardly noticed
in the rush,
in the obsession;
as I move in circles,

Its radius is my will,
but... but,
the start,
and the finish
reek of selfishness;
the point, it’s home.

Working up the cadence and pace on a chilly
morning ride to Gurgaon on my Cannondale

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