My Wheelchair

[ellajam]

Hi, Brendan, your frying pan and wheelchair have been rolling around together in my brain for some time now; I would write a poem about them if they weren't yours.

I see great potential here, the emotions each hold, how each can sustain us, what life would be like with or without each one.

I hope when you get a few skills under your belt you will revisit this, through this poem or another. I wouldn't want to see this unique combo trashed.

Now take your pan and chair and get out of my head, I need that space for where I parked the car.