“I Get Excited Planning My Next Bike Route”

Here is the first poem in my new chapbook Bicycling Poems.

If you like it, I bet you’ll want to read the rest.

I Get Excited Planning My Next Bike Route

I  will follow you through crack and crag

over pounded and crushed rock

the camber of my hips matching

the timbre—smooth, breathy, rough—

falling from your asphalt lips.

You swallowed me once 

on East Territorial Road in Ohio

and bloody split and spat me out

I returned to you,

craving your face,

your whisper

in my ear

promising curves, 

hills,

horizons.