Rottenrow labours

Beyond the Square, Montrose Street rises,
gradient growing steeper
with each circuit of time.

The cadence of the riders quickens
as gears click down lower,
rocking backsides arise.

Pain the boundary, labour the trial,
Rottenrow the rounded summit
of the quick panting climb.

A place to take a pregnant pause
before pushing harder
to finally hear the cries

that greet a champion –
joy and delight.
The end of the stage.
The start of a new life.

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