I TOOK A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE AND I SPRAINED MY ANKLE
a poem
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
Writer. Artist. I write horror primarily, but dabble in other genres here and there.
Influenced by Poe, Hawthorne, Ligotti, John Carpenter, and others.
Everyone has a story to tell.
Author of Miscellany Farrago
instagram: @theaaronmorrison
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Comments (2)
Ouch and 😂. I like your style!
A common incident. You have nicely written it!