Orange light
Cracking sticks
Full hands
One percent
Buckles clanking, jingling in their walk up the drive
Hollow doors closing
Windows rattling in loose fixtures
Thin lids echoing against large hands tapping
Smudged dents
Thin cracks
Peeling paint
Stumbling and struggling green shirt over broken console
Crumb-filled seat
Sugar stiffened belt
Screeching engine
Squealing joint
Clicks echoed by each other
Static radio
Stumbling words
Sit back in your seat
Enjoy the ride
Phone is charging
Lights are blurring
Sound is fuzzy through windows leaking
Dark sky interrupted
By lights and life unnatural
Our world is broken
And yet we carry on
YOU ARE READING
What I See
Poetrypoetry by me of everyday scenery Sometimes I upload in quick succession Be sure to check the part number, that you're not missing a part (even though they aren't connected by story line)
