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She had cycled out further into the undeveloped area than her parents said was okay to go, to a place so far out that noone else was near enough to see. She pumped with her muscular legs and her feet had magic in them, taking her up to the clouds. She rode across them, coasting over the bulging, ripe clouds. Her bike's wheels went smoothly over them like giant cotton hills. But she went further out, too far! So far, that she road to a place where beneath the clouds there was a gap in the earth, a chasm, stretching out almost as far as the eye could see. And when she got to the edge of the clouds, her bike flew off and she then saw that gap in the Earth beneath her, with nothing but clay at the bottom of it, the chasm so side and so far down that she knew she would not be able to descend the bike to land. She gripped the handle bars and biked steadily, lifting the altitude of her falling bike, But it wasn't going to be enough, and she felt herself growing tired. She folded her arms across her handle bars. She put her forehead on her sweaty arms and pedaled as fast as she could, for a few seconds, then took a few seconds break, and did it again. All while the bike dropped frighteningly during each break. She sobbed into her arms, but she wouldn't stop. Between her cycles of pedaling and taking breaks... she knew she wasn't going to make it. But then, she got lucky. An adult passed near enough to see her, drove out in a hover car, and came and rescued her. |
Copyright ©2022 Ashi Shadow -7/12/22.
The poem was written based in large part on the second stanza, as well as the second last and third last stanzas.