I’m looking at the handlebars
that’s all that’s left
of the bicycle outside Bobar
on Boulevard Henri IV
I’m pretty sure the whole thing
was there last night
trying to cross the road
near Notre Dame in
Ho Chi Minh City
is almost impossible
you can’t see the cars
for the bicycles
ring ring
but it’s like Russian roulette
not a single chain
not a single lock
on the bicycles outside
Tokyo Station or
Kyoto Station
honour, respect
they will all still be there
when the working day ends
my bike had no brakes
it was my brother’s actually
wouldn’t get back
on one though
can’t stand the lycra
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