Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Flat tyre

Driving down the freeway
listening to Sade
hear a honk from my right
loud, urgent, Japanese
“Your tyre’s going down” he shouts
I thank him
and slow down
need to pull to the kerb to check
he’s right
rear right tyre’s going down
must be a nail or something
no way I would have known
until it would have gotten noticeable
a sag to the right, the uneven drive
that chap just saved my tyre and rim
kind soul, I owe him
needed him to point out what I couldn’t see
same way I need you to point out the mistakes I make