Superman’s journey to the underworld. Edit

[tectak]

You were scattered
across the grasses and reeds
blood mingled with the dew.

You’r in the horizon now
with transmission towers
tethered to whats left
of your eyes.

I’m superman
on a bike
atop the tallest hill in Cleves.

I pedal faster then a speeding bullet,
and the breeze blows
your head back together.

You gasp, “hell”
I press my palm
tight against your lips.
We ride to Tennessee.

Hi,
Though this is posted in Novice, I feel it is languishing. There may be more than one reason for this but I suspect that crits are finding it difficult to comment on anything you have written without appearing over critical.
Could I suggest that you correct the little errors of grammar (you're not you'r, what's not whats,"Hell" not "hell") and be sure of your imagery (pedalling faster than a speeding bullet is not what you mean. You mean you pedal faster until you are going faster than a speeding bullet). Apart from these little things I cannot work out what this is all about and I am not encouraged to do so by the obscurity of it all.
Finally, you may find that crits alight on your perch if you give crit to others. I am not saying you have not, I have not checked....but it is  good idea anyway.
Best,
tectak