hula hoops, double drop glucose—i’m back in the winter sun.

i] toblerone (a brexit poem), s01 january 24/25 1 Minute

this is more bike poetry. i remember cycling weakly towards a busy a-road with a parallel path. stopped before the mini-roundabout at the motorway ramp. feasted on sugar and hula hoops. relieved myself in an abondoned doorway. and then on with my journey.

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