Air’s on the Outside

Drat. Flat again. The rubber 
lets the road rub the steel,
and the scratches mark the
wheel as unlucky, unplucky,
untrucky. Feel for that asphalt,
concrete crumbles. The curb
will urge a sidewalk to work
against the sewer, finding the
solution to the circle problem
(make it a circle and it will not
fall in the circle hole) and 
hobbling back to base to
lick those tired wounds 
and pump up for another
glowing gliding day.