I AM NOT A ZIMMER FRAME

OR A LEANING POST…

Breathe easy, calm the old spirits and wheel

 gently away and leave the person

so in love with my handlebars

that they could not stop fondling them,

caressing with deepening fingers

or leaning so heavily upon them

that like an irate

and unwanted suitor

I was getting more aware of their

jiggling up and down and heavy handed

strokes as each moment passed.

It’s not that hard at the end of the day

to understand the personal space

does not stop at my spine

but goes onto encompass the wheels

and the handlebars as well.

I am not a toy to be played with,

a space hopper to bounce around a room

and have people of my generation

remember the 70s with a smile,

wow a fully grown with wheels,

don’t tell everyone,

they would all want a set

in their Christmas stockings,

the new must have,

wheelchair user with extra bounce,

think I will wait till next year when they don’t cost as much

to keep or maintain.

 

I am not a zimmer frame or a public leaning post,

And I certainly am not a Space Hopper.

 

Ian D. Hall. 2017