Juxtaposition

For whom the bell tolls

Tring tring you'd sing sing
People moved, you'd pass by.
Ring ring to bring bring
Safe passage to a cycle guy.

Mute mute is your toot toot
To him within an AC car
Now it's - shoot shoot! Gotta scoot scoot
Or go sprawling on your handle bar.

O tiny cycle bell,
a bigger bell tolls for you
You time has come, your day is done
Goodbye, goodnight, aideu.

Love letter to a lost cause

Inspiration, you pretentious bitch. Wipe away your fakeup, take a mood-fixing bubble bath, make yourself people-friendly and stop hiding in dark corners, hoping to be found. Let me see you in the mirror. Let me wake up next to you. Let me stand under your friggin’ umbrella; Wear you like Iron Man’s armour; Bless the day I found you. Dedicate blogposts to how you've made me simply legendary instead. For fuck’s sake, what are you waiting for?