I TOOK A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE AND I SPRAINED MY ANKLE
a poem
By Aaron MorrisonPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Nothing but the thrum and hum beneath me
And the open sidewalk before me
Three wheels of freedom
Smurf blue
High handlebars
And I'm rolling
Never knowing
I'm peddling into back pain and bills to pay
And ghost filled empty streets
Without my white hatted friend to look out for me
About the Creator
Aaron Morrison
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Born during a (___natural disaster___), Aaron spends his free time exploring (___unusual location (plural) ___) and raising domesticated (___fictional creature (plural)___).
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Comments (3)
Lovely. I lost a lot of skin and hide on concrete and bitumen over the years 🥹
Ouch and 😂. I like your style!
A common incident. You have nicely written it!