Two Wheel Tuesday: Gloaming
You're enclosed.
The edges,
When you can see them,
fold in
To surround you on all sides.
You ride into a darkness as complete as the
Gloaming
You just rode out of.
It
Stretches out in front, beyond the reach of your headlight and rapidly closes in, inches from your rear wheel
As you pass through.
It
Pursues apace, neither gaining, nor losing ground.
Endless and persistent.
It
Chases you all the way to the waters edge, surface mirrored.
Hiding
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