The bicycle knelt forward
and prayed
because its front wheel
was gone.

(Pat Ingoldsby, from the poem “Fancy Flying All Over the Place,” published in “If You Don’t Tell Anybody I Won’t”)

 
bicycle_broken

 
This is a typical example of Pat Ingoldsby’s word-pictures. Called Dublin’s own street poet, he writes poems that span from the slightly surreal to the rough reality of street life. I love his style.

 
WordPress Daily Prompt: Skewed

 

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