Pre Cycled

I’ve mastered the art of the double knot forgotten most of what I’ve been taught my cuffs are frayed by elbows worn my favorite jacket sewed where torn the holes in my jeans – work put them there. I didn’t pay extra for a fashionista tear The words that I speak are simple and true yet those that will listen are distant and few now sadly it seems that in moments pensive “someone” finds what I said “somehow” offensive to someone who lives in a past “reconstructed” or worse in a world that’s been “self” destructed. I’ve worked for the planet – forever recycled and before it was “fashionable” – yes! I bi-cycled through traffic and pot holes in sunshine and rains over crisscrossing tracks of ever late trains through the streets of the city, the suburbs – for fun cuz my knees hurt so much I could no longer run. I drove tiny cars that strained on hills steep no activist here – I was just cheap So after you rant and rave and shout Gather your sneakers and throw them all out John G. Lawless ©12/15/2021