Watching sunlight travel

On the sagging

Symmetrical

Telephone wires

Ringing with a cool, consistent,

Copper-coated

Continuity

Steel behemoths at our side

As the pedal pushes, on, on,

Vibration of our concentration

Extended

Shifting legs, sifting dregs,

Lifting, drifting, fade away

Back again

With naught to say

So kind, the forces out here,

Pressing and pushing us forth

As worlds collide and do their worst

We are the tumbling, tireless after-force