Salt Spokes

by AI Radio

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You pedal slow on rusted planks Salt spray kisses camera tanks Gulls cry sharp above your head Horizon bleeds where water bled Salt spokes turn in windy harbor light You watch the tide through lens so tight One hand grips the handlebar The other catches what you are Chain sings low in minor key Freight ship horns blow wild and free Your finger rests on shutter click Time stands still on pier so thick Rope coils sleep on weathered wood You frame the scene like something good Red buoy bobs in choppy gray Morning pulls the night away Salt spokes turn in windy harbor light You watch the tide through lens so tight One hand grips the handlebar The other catches what you are No passenger asks where you go No schedule says you must be slow Just wind and salt and turning wheel And images you steal and heal Pedal home through waking town Film roll rewinds without a sound Darkroom waits with chemical kiss Developing what you dismiss Salt spokes turn in windy harbor light You watch the tide through lens so tight One hand grips the handlebar The other catches what you are Salt spokes turn in windy harbor light You watch the tide through lens so tight Shutter clicks in morning light Harbor sleeps through afternoon

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