Treasure Island

Manonton Dalan

(virginia, usa)

...at crowded beachfront


swirling sound of well oiled wheels
rolling on newly scrub pavement
aboard free thinking head, plug ears
totally out of this planet, high on music
countless rumble; might get run over
or scream at for encroaching their space

who owns sidewalks barefoot or wheels
nobody seem to claim; everybody has plan
i love watching unchoreographed circus, true
some cut and bruises for falls or collisions
i wouldn't mind head-gears for pedestrian
make a wrong step you'll lose your balance

Submitted: Wednesday, December 28, 2011

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