2021/10/11 #poetry I enjoyed my day. I enjoyed it well. I went for a trip and a ride, it was swell. There were things that I saw and there were places I went past. Most of them did not make memories that will last. So here I will put my account of the day. I probably don't need to but here it will stay. I was in Mosswood Park, just rolling around and I almost couldn't believe what I'd found. There was a bike, leaned on a tree, without a soul in sight 'cept for me. It had no lock, and it had no derailleur, just a flip-flop hub on this hipster conveyor. Front tire flat and scratches all over, the frame said Schwinn and the seat said Soma. The other parts looked fancy too. How did it get there? Left by who? I thought I might take it, worth money this thing, but it seemed logistically problematic to bring. I was on my own bike, so I left this one alone. I felt rather pleased that I didn't bring it home.