late-night bikerides

late-night bikerides
sprinkledom silent stars
shining showerdown
silver glitter sparkling
falling from the sky
silent whooosh
silently pushing pedals
silent hum of empty streets
of lonely trees
of dim n dark corners
streets to somewhere
icy cold
and breath
breathing
and song
humming
songsinging
to no one and myself
and that cat dashing
and stars shining
glitterdown
hushhh
all around
to void

courtesy of my homie yitzhak: