moped

You learnt to drive on a moped

50 cc’s of freedom

As a young man on two wheels

You’re vulnerable, unsure. 

There was a young woman

And you smashed her heart

You put on your helmet 

And just rode away.

So then you got a car

And maybe you were more aware

Of the blind spots 

Because you were hurt before.

But now you’re invincible

Protected by this shell

Not open to the elements

No frozen hair icicle

But you were never hurt from the outside

Attack came from within

The seat belt across your heart

Only choked you and whipped your neck

So now you never step foot in a car

Just remain in the walls of the house

Where no on-comer or passenger can strike

Now it’s you and someone else.

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