me, my & thoughts

Tejas Vinay Pi ride a motorcycle called tars, photograph the rides and write short poems, most of them to a fixed form. each one is made as its own page, with its own type and its own rules, so no two look alike.

frontispiecefacing page 09

an empty road running into thick fog, a line of trees fading out beside it and a headlight coming through.
near megalapura, 07:30from getting lost in the fog on our way to bili rangana betta

contents9 pages

2026

  1. ridegetting lost in the fog on our way to bili rangana bettapage 09a two-bike day ride from hebbal to k gudi and br hills: fog from megalapura to yelandur, a red multistrada three times, 408 km on tars’ trip meter.
  2. photosa field guide to the roadsidepage 08a pocket guide to what turns up beside the road on a ride: motorcycles by habitat, hills, water, birds and signs, with a key.
  3. ridedraining a puddle dry at vatadahosahalli lakepage 07a non-stop morning ride from hebbal to gudibande and vatadahosahalli lake: three riders, two lakes, one puddle drained dry, home by 10.
  4. ridedying of thirst whilst riding in the kaveri valleypage 06hebbal to sangama and dhabbaguli and back: four bikes, one musical-chairs swap, 298 km on tars' trip meter and almost no water all day.
  5. poemcheckpointpage 05Hear the engine roar
  6. poemknife’s edgepage 04The helmet strapped on to a head,
  7. poemnight riderpage 03Goes a rider at night to feel the wind
  8. poemstrewn etherpage 02Strewn mind
  9. poemwanderlustpage 01Let them get lost