Poetheart Morgan

Rookie - 397 Points (05/23/1960 / Rio de Janeiro)

I Dont Know Change The Tire! - Poem by Poetheart Morgan

I cry for some few reasons
when I don't have a chocolate cake
when they break my W&N kit paint
When i hear that familiar sound

Oh! just needed to rolling by the road
but
the blast holding my arms
shaking me and saying to me
you have to change the tire!

What? ? ?

AH! At this moment
hot tears
flowing out of me
not precious and fine
transparent and contained
so convenient
but together with hiccups
and convulsions
inconvenient

am i ~ thick ~ enough?
What did i wrong?
i will shake my butt
and the fingers too
to ask for a scarf
and a big man to do

Nothing more was broken
or in pieces by the road
not more tears just feeling
the song of my motor


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 30, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013


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