Me and the Bicycle

The bicycle doesn’t know it is broken

Its spokes twisted in every direction

Rearranged haphazardly

Like my world

Turned upside down

Hitting the cold pavement

Life continues though I am still

Nights are cold and days are long

His kiss is still felt though he left with hardly a word

And I am abandoned

Like a broken bicycle

My life a mess of malfunctioning parts

I refuse to confine it to a junkyard

It has worth if only to me

If it only knew

©Cate Derham