Robin S Ngangom
A pup coming out on the road the first time
High on adrenaline and psychotropic substances.
My little daughter only said
Remember the left pedal’s the clutch
The middle one the brakes.
After you’ve found your hands and legs and head
Can do a little jig together
Always let old women and the cows cross first,
Don’t let the boys riding on a two-legged thanatos or
Taxi drivers blasting away rock while abusing lanes
Drive you into murderous rage, and above all
Always expect the unexpected
Like the nutcrackers materialising without
Any white warning on a road you think is buttery.
The road was not built by your father.