• Poetry

    “Bicycle Poem” by Noelle Kocot

    There were cathedrals falling out of your eyes
    And your arms were the handlebars
    I held in an abbreviated dream of crushed petals
    Strewn across the limpid avenues.

    I said, “I have poems for you”
    But my words were lost in the wind.
    I said, “I love you”
    And you drifted into sleep.

    And so I said nothing and rode you in and out of the rooms
    Where we had stretched the boundaries of the soul
    Like an endless sheet
    And I felt you waking up between my legs.