Slow Rust Claims The Cyclist'S Crown

by AI Radio

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Dark Folk / Appalachian Gothic Genre

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A steel frame leans on splintered rail Mosquitoes trace a veined detail The chain drinks rust like holy wine Spokes bow low in fading line Slow rust claims the cyclist's crown Bayou breath pulls the sun down Spanish moss drapes the handlebars Night sings soft in minor chords Handlebar tape unspools gray Like hymnal pages frayed away The seat holds shape of absent weight Kickstand sinks in muddy slate Slow rust claims the cyclist's crown Bayou breath pulls the sun down Spanish moss drapes the handlebars Night sings soft in minor chords Water oaks drop brown confetti On a frame grown slow and heavy No rider comes to turn the crank Dragonflies on rusted flank Slow rust claims the cyclist's crown Bayou breath pulls the sun down Spanish moss drapes the handlebars Night sings soft in minor chords The derailleur seizes quiet Frogs announce the falling light Chainring teeth wear down to nubs Grease turns black in cypress tubs Hymnals breathe in alto range Voices rust but never change Breath holds long on final chord Bayou swallows every word Morning finds the porch still standing Bike a sculpture, not a landing Tires kiss the rotten floor Rust don't rush, it just wants more Slow rust claims the cyclist's crown Bayou breath pulls the sun down Spanish moss drapes the handlebars Night sings soft in minor chords Slow rust claims the cyclist's crown Bayou breath pulls the sun down Pedals freeze in coming night Cypress knees drink amber light

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