Summer’s here, roadies swarm the pavement Small clutches of carbon, scandium, aluminum, ti Rolling smoothly, glistening flesh in the sunshine Sweet whirring of gears shifting through the wind
Click, click, click
We are all alone out here together Grabbing a wheel, Pulling through the breeze Grinding up the hills at our own pace
Grind, huff, click
Slingshot as we may, cluster as we must Expanding each to our own limits A spotty paceline but always returning Swarming to defeat the wind
Whish, huff, rest
Today we were joined, our lycra swarm By dragonflies playing on our currents Grabbing our draft, darting in formation Spinning off on their own pleasure cruise
Playing, flying, free
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