A Forsook Tuk Tuk

 

Photo credit: Bhuvanesh Santharam

Was it debt

was it theft

was it hated to be left
all alone 
was it loved to be left
all absolute

to find itself here intertwined
in some lone thicket enshrined 

once rattling around
the prattling streets
with chattering teeth
and warbling voices

now here it lies 
in eternal silence
a strange sight 
a dreamy plight

wreathed, weathered 
soon to be worn
with a story unknown


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