Like This

Even over the sound of traffic,
the sound of gathering
desire,
you can hear every revolution
of some bicycle wheels
as they make their way
among walkers on this busy street.
Even the well-oiled scream
at sudden stops. Most are
so heavy they
lurch on crooked paths
while riders attend entirely to
not falling. If socialism
comes, they said
before the fall in Chile,
it comes on bicycle. When
it comes, it comes
like this.