Silent Supplication

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I pray for rain

Not a silly drizzle but

A cleansing downpour

They do not care my

Fenders are covered with

Highway dust bunnies

I can barely see through

grime streaked lenses

How difficult would it

Be to uncoil that hose

Hanging at the back

Of the house

It would be a treat to

Scamper through a car

Wash now and then to

Feel bubbles tickling

My bumpers and

Savor the swishing fingers

Of chamois running over

My roof

They do not care

I pray for rain

Pedal Power

- Zwobel
– Zwobel

She pedaled until her shoes bled red

Riding away from nothing

In particular

Riding toward something

Yet unknown

She peddled until the wheels fell off

Riding away from

The familiar

Riding toward

A stranger

She pedaled until her brakes locked up

And she was thrown

headlong

Into the here and now

Finding Men

Men are not from Mars

They are from

Across the street

Across town

Acoss the country

Across the pond

We find them in unexpected places

A coffee shop

A school

A factory

A train

A plane

We wed them

Befriend them

Send them packing

Hold them close

They break our hearts and

We break theirs