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Friday, February 24, 2017

Our State is Freezing


Okay so technically I wrote this in the Fall, but I actually did ride my bike this week (which was crazy). Last line added today.


                                 

Freezing air sucked into searing lungs, blocked by the burning ball of ice just inside my closing throat....I can't get enough. The pain to breath is frightful.

Straining forward into the cold wind, knees rising, feet forcing down, blood and muscles pumping. Everything burning, burning, burning in the powerful gusts, the forceful frost invisible. Pushing homeward, struggling homeward.....leaden weight pulling down through the earth instead of straight ahead. Inching impossibly, battered body, moaning mind.

Minnesota bike ride.

Whhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!


2 comments:

  1. Fun and sweet piece. Just a bit of whimsy in the descriptions and the phrases. Cool!

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  2. I LIKE being cold... sometimes... well its better then being sweltering!

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