I AM NOT A ZIMMER FRAME

OR A LEANING POST…

Breathe easy, calm the old spirits and wheel

 gently away and leave the person

so in love with my handlebars

that they could not stop fondling them,

caressing with deepening fingers

or leaning so heavily upon them

that like an irate

and unwanted suitor

I was getting more aware of their

jiggling up and down and heavy handed

strokes as each moment passed.

It’s not that hard at the end of the day