‘My’ observation poem
worn out,
ground down,
shredded.
Each mark signifying a different day of cruising
Breaking apart this collage of damage with my eyes
Unsuccessfully trying to match paint streaks to rails or ledges.
Studying which grind was initiated most…least
How large of gaps were done by how lengthy the pressure cracks.
This is my skateboard
This is my freedom, expression, creativity and lifestyle.
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