Jordan Peralta Poet Free verse

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This poem uses the idea of a broken-down vehicle to describe what it feels like to be emotionally worn out and ask someone else to make you whole again. 
Each damaged part represents something deeper—the body, mind, voice, boundaries, and way of seeing the world. Beneath the humor and mechanical imagery is a person wondering whether she can still be repaired, accepted, and cared for after everything she has been through.

FIXING MAN

They tell me you’re the fixing man,
so can you fix me too?

Can you check my engine light?
I think I’ve blown a fuse.

Can you turn your ear this way
just a second more?

Can you tell me I’m not tainted,
like how I was before?

Please weld my body, make me new;
I need new tires too.

They’re all worn out and rugged now—
I hope that’s not taboo.

Maybe it’s my head gasket—
don’t ask what that’s been through.

I’ll need a filter—sorry, it’s gone bad;
I say what it wants me to.

My doors are all jammed up,
but know they used to work just fine.

I once tried to get them fixed,
but wouldn’t trade my time.

My windshield has been broken;
I can’t remember how.

I just want to get it fixed,
so could you try it now?

I’m just asking for some tuning up;
I swear I’ll leave soon after.

Please make me better, fixing man—
will you be my crafter?

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