I park in a no-park zone
to gather the baggage
of bones I left behind
when I rode to
another life.
So much to weigh
me down.
How little I can
see when burdens
grow too big
and block my view.
If I don’t get fined
for distracted parking,
I’ll be fined for
driving overweight.
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Great poem, Nolcha!
Haha, yes you always start with a plan of packing light and then realise you stowed far too much, don't you. Great poem, Nolcha. Regards Mason