Skateboarding

in #poetry8 years ago



Crowned roads moving backwards along with everything else.
Two parallel feet planted on black sandpaper.
Your weight is your only guide.


Getting to know the neighborhood cracks and potholes.
Before you know it your back leg tires.


Discover the path with the fewest downhill roads.
And the least amount of traffic.


You fly past pedestrians like a seasoned veteran.


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