The Wounded Bicycle

Jillian McCoy
Have you ever looked at

an old bicycle

glittering red paint

scraped and peeling

Like wounds in reverse?

Little bike

How'd you get your steel frame showing?

We can see your bones.

Flattened tires

Drooping shoulders of regret

Oh, how far you've gone!

Your handlebars

Gripped and held

determinedly

Worn down like leathered skin.

Oh, pretty bike

Take me for a ride today

We'll make you look like new.

Published by Jillian McCoy

I'm a freelance writer and college student based in Philadelphia. Though I'll write just about anything as a "pen for hire," I specialize in short-form content written for the web. Some of my favorite subj...  View profile

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  • leroy coffie4/13/2010

    very interesting :)

  • Pammila Allen4/12/2010

    PA Thanks

  • R.C. Johnson4/11/2010

    Excellent! :)! rcj

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