Pleasurable Misery
As I ride along with heavy legs and a head that’s light
I glance at the asphalt ribbon out before me
knowing the finish line is out of sight.
The sun-baked road descends gradually to the right
lacking shade makes it hotter than it should be
as I ride along with heavy legs and a head that’s light.
My mind drifts, my thoughts begin to take flight
agonizing pain that comes from my legs
knowing the finish line is out of sight.
The muscles snap in spasms and cramp clam-tight
filled with blood that feels like scalding tea
as I ride along with heavy legs and a head that’s light.
A water bottle offers me delight,
I chug the tepid liquid as I flee
knowing the finish line is out of sight.
I would like to finish before the night
while it is still light enough to see
as I ride along with heavy legs and a head that’s light
knowing the finish line is out of sight.
