Summer '86
Banana tin yellow
a little dented in on the side
but still perfect for pedaling
Standing against the wind
eight figs in a basket
sticky white at the ends, been picked
Hair in salt strings
and jeans with two holes
with enough wear left for the summer
Two best friends
flying down Heartbreak Hill
at cactus speed, big eyes, no hands...
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