The Greatest Things

Tonight in Cathedral Hill the wheels collapsed
with spokes and rims folding into
the pothole
and into
                each other
sending me crashing
into concrete and creativity

awash on summit avenue
with blood and bright, twinkling mystery
my body convulsing with divinity
and this
                divine sort
of inspiration

that flowed from my forehead
onto fingertips
red hot iron

I watched everyone in the streets
out welcoming the warmth of May
that arrived so late this season
react,
and thought 
                        that’s comforting
how,
we can come together