Skeleton Ruins, Night Sky

skeleton ruins
night sky
a man pedals a bicycle
down an
otherwise
lonely street

horsepower over the line
another rides
fast
a blur
outrunning the night
hard into the dawn

primal screams
howl from chrome exhaust pipes
echoing across
darkened urban canyons

the rider knows that
somewhere in this city
a lady lies

somewhere there is love
somewhere

but tonight
he rides
through skeleton ruins

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