“The Envisable ‘Ball Drop’ of El Dias d’Bike“
It begins as a certain coherence
makes a rather sudden appearance
from outta d’Crowd Chaotiqué.
Then a powerful gestalt as
the entire ant’s-nest of
attendee’s awareness
synchronizes, simultaneously
swiveling to a singular spot.
From the irregular jiggling
sphere of the people’s purview,
a point protrudes.
Snap-popping in shape,
as it sublimates
from sphere to cone.
All eyes on one spot.
All minds tuned & entrained.
In front of the raised stage
appear two souls; the center
of the cones focused gaze.
The crowd moves in.
Then circles up.
This is it.
The lights above. Now all tuned on.
Feelings of joyous anticipation abound.
Imminence of the intimate is infectious.
The ball is perched in place.
At the peak of its potential, the
final flood of fluorescent lamps
and luminous purple phosphorus,
confirms its kinetic intent.
The music starts; the ball’s descent begins.
The song’s end will mark the transition.
The ball (mirroring the crowd)
drops forever, of course.
And another bicycle day comes to an end.
Lajolla!
EXTENSIONS & COMMENTARY
A short impressionist piece comparing Lajolla’s performance of “The Epic of Albert Hofmann” during the penultimate moments of the 2025 SFBDP, to the Ball Drop on NYE. This antepoem was composed 4/20-4/22 following the 12th Annual Bicycle Day Parade in San Francisco’s gorgeous Golden Gate Park.
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