because it’s not a cheesecake

I couldn’t breathe in water

or run to save my life

I couldn’t ride a bike

without giving my foot for offer

At 27, I couldn’t fall, and I cannot still.


So here’s my design for a gift –

to myself, and to me alone.

Here’s my offer

for the decade to close.


A 21kilometer between my name

12 laps (in a pool of any shape)

a ride on a bike that moves, for a change

and fall, and fall and fall again!


And if this is what really awaits…

here I come, the third decade!


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