A Boat on Land

Elijah James Banuelos

Shining in the dark, the sun is rising

Gleaming—I’ll be travelling everywhere

Raising my feet on a flat steel, smiling

A wheeled object attached with a glare


A soft lengthy seat I’ve found, side by side

Rusted ceiling owns a hanger-holder

Fast wind is slapping me  in a fast ride

The sidewalks are in a tidy manner


The harsh creepy beat of the music

It’s makes me sick and driving me crazy

Passengers’ gossips, I’d like to mimic

It had broken my precious serenity


Feet in the asphalt, There’s something I feel

Oh my dear, I forgot to pay my bill!


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