- Christopher Bias
Street
I am tough,
withstanding anything I encounter,
from the most delicate snowflake
To the heaviest of all mac trucks.
I am the hardest worker of all.
I get stepped on and run over
by dozens of insensitive dog walkers.
You should watch where you’re going
when you pass the rotting carcass of a blue jay,
and the scattered cigarette butts belonging to a Vietnam Veteran.
Don’t trip or I’ll scar you for life
with my irregular shaped fragments of gravel
And pieces of a shattered glass bottle.
I am not the prettiest nor am I perfect,
with the cracks and potholes in my skin that nobody sees.
I might force you to get a new tire.
I can only hope I can be in a jam,
but right now I'm stuck
playing hopscotch.