I biked bows-and-arrows in the wind, or obama's tie in the savannah coffee sun

I am in savannah where
you will
stub your toe
and you will like

It rained tonight and
I biked circles in it.
they were needless
needle-eyed bell-jar circles.
I upped and downed
until the rainwall stopped
and the earth winked at
my left side
from a pothole
that my bike liked a little
too much.

-whoever searched my blog for 'pizza' three weeks ago
I think you might be on to something.
I'm working on rule number eight.
I would recommend twenty-eight and fourteen.

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