Tales of Lithium-Ion
Posted: October 16th, 2021, 11:52 pm
*Note - All contemporary e-bikes use Lithium-ion batteries as a power source*
sign at the village limits says 30 MPH
ghosts hung from the porch ahead of Halloween
dogs at the edge of the yard barking at my passing
another sign in a front yard says Drive like your children live here
I roll past the village boneyard, hang a left at the T-bone intersection
head along Main St. heading east toward the hills
woman standing on her stoop says, "The wooden Indian isn't mine, it belongs to my uncle"
I nod my head as if I understood, rang my bike bell, she smiled
I turn north past the gas station-restaurant remembering my father telling me
"If you try to cross the beaver pond following Barney you're gonna get wet"
which is exactly how it happened out
the water was a shock with its cold
I rounded the curve crossed the river hung a left keeping to the east
then north again at Sparhawk Road
pulled off at an isolated spot, walk down the bank to piss
I heard the sound of leaves falling all at once released
I walked back up the bank crossed the road to the bike
mounted up as a bluejay called out just once sharp & loud
I punched up pedal-assist 5 full power - made the top of the hill doing 31 mph
at the bottom, I was doing 49 mph with another east-west intersection coming up fast
had to drop all that velocity to make the maneuver
1st law of the road - no one gets to keep anything
the apple trees that have gone wild drop their fruit
unheeded by any harvester
sign at the village limits says 30 MPH
ghosts hung from the porch ahead of Halloween
dogs at the edge of the yard barking at my passing
another sign in a front yard says Drive like your children live here
I roll past the village boneyard, hang a left at the T-bone intersection
head along Main St. heading east toward the hills
woman standing on her stoop says, "The wooden Indian isn't mine, it belongs to my uncle"
I nod my head as if I understood, rang my bike bell, she smiled
I turn north past the gas station-restaurant remembering my father telling me
"If you try to cross the beaver pond following Barney you're gonna get wet"
which is exactly how it happened out
the water was a shock with its cold
I rounded the curve crossed the river hung a left keeping to the east
then north again at Sparhawk Road
pulled off at an isolated spot, walk down the bank to piss
I heard the sound of leaves falling all at once released
I walked back up the bank crossed the road to the bike
mounted up as a bluejay called out just once sharp & loud
I punched up pedal-assist 5 full power - made the top of the hill doing 31 mph
at the bottom, I was doing 49 mph with another east-west intersection coming up fast
had to drop all that velocity to make the maneuver
1st law of the road - no one gets to keep anything
the apple trees that have gone wild drop their fruit
unheeded by any harvester
