riding is habit & tactile
repetition reducing variables
leaves constants & attends
to the constants when
suddenly inconstant:
a slightly different grasp
& my golden drops are stags’
antlers almost
synchronous gold clicks
of both calipers mean
go, apex & autumn leaves
are go, low winter
sun is a carpet of blinding white gold
into the light & through
its curtain & the reverse camber
opens out
Dan Eltringham 