She lives in a town so small

Everyone knows too much

Secrets are like clothing

Once removed one is naked

Like the winter earth...

Leafless trees and baren brush

The swollen stream beneath

The old bridge of cold cement

Unclothed

She dreams a bicycle dream

She dreams of loving

Rocky and cool

Rocking in school

Dreams of loving

Rushing and torrential

And the touching potential

Always murmuring

"I love you"

She dreams of a girl

Who loves a girl

Who wants to flow

Around the world.

She said to me:

"RomTom I'm nineteen years old.

I've made love with fifty men --

And it's taught me

ONE THING

That I know for sure --

That I'm a lesbian girl..."

Bicycle girl

Fall Creek girl

Girl of icy streams

And bicycle dreams