THE UMBRELLA THAT FEARS COMMITMENT
It opens wide in cloudless sun,Prepared for rain that never comes.But when the storm arrives with force,It folds itself without remorse. The wind flips ribs like elastic tricks,One wire pokes, another sticks.I wrestle rain with broken pride,While passersby enjoy the ride. It leaks politely on my shoe,Pretends that’s what umbrellas do.The handle squeaks like tired…
