A poem by Isabelle Sorrells
I know its illegal,
And technically,
You don’t know how to skate.
But would you hitch a ride with me
On some unsuspecting truck
Or maybe the bumper of a car?
Preferably vintage,
But no promises.
Oh wait!
You don’t have to skate.
You can bike or roller blade
and skitch too.
You down
For channeling your inner McFly?
Too much for you?
Or not enough?
Cause either way,
I’m full of bad ideas.