Cycle

I want to cycle alone in big circles in empty streets and parking lots.

When I fall I want to lay on the ground and roll my body until I reach a grassy patch.

Laying on the ground I want to breathe hot and heavy life through my lungs.

Nobody will know where I am except God.

When I get up from the ground I'll be reborn and that moment and memory will be only mine. 

Vic

Vic is a nonbinary heARTist with a penchant for all things unseen. Their multidisciplinary work is driven by their sleeping and waking dreams.

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