I am a bicycle in the rain
Everyone has given me a turn
Chains rusted
Rubbers busted
Frame still desirous
And a seat well-used

All that’s left
Are gaping holes
Wore out tires
Abandoned, locked to a parking meter

Who are you?
A bike mechanic?
With a can full of needed lube?
Here to junk me
Or make me your fixer upper?

I am rusted in the rain
Delightfully broken from all the rides