Bicycle Haikus!

A long solo ride
Burning calories and fat
Riding for next year

One gear on my fixie
riding the hipster highway
being a dickheads cool.

(may or may not of been influenced by other peoples creative juices)

Confidence can snap
When you least expect it to
Like a broken spoke.

Confidence can snap
When you least expect it to
Like a broken spoke.

How and why would a broken spoke snap?

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, there's your mistake. You've decided I've used a broken spoke as a metaphor for confidence snapping, whereas I'm using it as a metaphor for the confidence that's been snapped. I generally don't punctuate mid-haiku. You cunt.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, there's your mistake. You've decided I've used a broken spoke as a metaphor for confidence snapping, whereas I'm using it as a metaphor for the confidence that's been snapped. You cunt.

So if it's already snapped, snapping a snapped thing is of no consequence, n'est pas? (Bit of original Satre there, nice eh?).

I looked at my snapped spoke on Tuesday night, and in the sodden gloom, it encapsulated the current state of my fortitude.

Is 'Satre' some kind of halfway house between 'Sartre' and 'Satire'?

A broken spoke snaps
Suddenly as I descend
My wheel out of true

Buttock wound seeping
Months of inactivity
Weight and unfitness

"Ew," I thought, disturbed
Sour taste in mouth develops
Frown crosses my face.

Is 'Satre' some kind of halfway house between 'Sartre' and 'Satire'?

Cough.

Ha, ha-ha, haaaa, ha,
I know this, wheel is, TRUE! (why
do I find it hard…)

Cough.

Come. On.

Come. On.

Wot? WOT? Come ON ref, I never touched it!

Daily slog brightened
When morning breaks blue and crisp
Hills don't seem so bad

pedestrian.

IGNORE, it didn't scan (just).
電
波
ベ
ロ

ロ
ン
ド
ン
け
ど
や

秋
の
こ
と

que tradicional!

Sweat on brow,
reward for effort made,
now sleep awaits

sweat on brow,
reward for effort made,
now sleep awaits

5
7
5

one two three four five
one two three four five six sev
un two three four five

Sleeplessness masks fear
Of morning's renewed demands
For effort and pain

電
波
ベ
ロ

ロ
ン
ド
ン
け
ど
や

秋
の
こ
と

denpa BERO
RONDON kedo ya
aki no koto

radio* VELO
This is London, is it not?
It's an autumn thing

*electromagneticradiation

by sigh cul-de-sac
by sigh cul-de-sac oui! oi!
by sigh cul-de-sac

morning, oats, coffee
orange glow on offside bricks
another dollar

Ed cannot escape
His oddly proportioned arse –
He's saddled with it.