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Meno’s paradox at the end of the cycle lane

What happens when we run out of cycle lane, when it just stops

a cease, a pause? There is nothing wrong here

your fire is burning in your solar plexus 

where head heart gut energy meets the sun

the end of the cycle lane, a pause. There is nothing 

wrong here – your chain intact – 

carry on without the cycle lane

Energy will burn until it stops

Energy will burn until your star dies

Change gear! There is nothing wrong 

here, perhaps an eclipse / even for the hopeless

looking for hi-vis, yet afraid of blinding 

those who stare at them directly – there is 

nothing wrong here

just a forest in my head 

ready to yield to the careless fires

of city planners

ready to re-grow 

what can’t be controlled