Last Song on a Bicycle

Bob, , 
 Bike
 Night
 Home
 Through puddles of clouds,
 Across galaxies of yesterdays.
  
 The sky
 Orange peels defiantly orange!
  
 ~
  
 Death is butterflies
 And karate moons,
  
 Till we too are on our feet
 Whispering to stars.

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