Garage Tires

Tires in garage beg for air

The bike getting dusty

Each week each glance

Dosen’t roll the wheels

Now the tire walls have mushroomed flat

My glances get fewer by guilt

The rust, dust and memories holding it in place

I will inflate the tires and roll the wheels later

Too many thoughts to get through

Only time enough to ride to work.

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