A conversation with a parking lot

A kayak is a translator
Between a human and a river
That lets the two
Have a conversation
 
Skis let us
Converse with a mountain
And surfboards
With the waves
 
I never thought
I'd have
A conversation
With a parking lot
Never thought I'd become
A connoisseur
Of different flavors of pavement
 
Fresh asphalt is butter
So smooth
But a courser grain
Is fun too
The whirring, vibration
Stays in my feet
Even after I stop rolling
Who knew that parking lots can speak?
 
I know I'm not supposed to 
Think this way:
"The universe will provide for you
If you follow your heart" 
Or
"Everything happens for a reason"
I know "The Secret" is out of style
In intellectual circles
 
But I can't help think
That my waking up at 5am this morning
And not being able to get back to sleep
Was the universe's way
Of helping me
Put some miles on this brand new skateboard
First in a parking lot
And then, gloriously
Down an empty main street
Morning, keep the streets empty, for me
I sing in my head
And board goes flying
Towards a friendly car
That stops
Mid road
"Automatic model" the driver exclaims
As he looks at the rolling board
I appreciate
The good vibes he sends me
 
The sun streams through the fog
Near Syracuse University
I roll back home
And the universe sends me 
Some hate mail:
 
A man with 2 huge dogs
Says that the skateboard sound on the pavement
Disturbs them
"Go ahead," he says
"After you," I say 
Out of politeness
He growls at me and crosses the street
Shaking his head
For some reason, pissed
 
Suddenly all the good vibes are sucked out of me
And the neurons that evolved to keep me socially safe
Kick in
I shrink and tighten 
 
After I settle myself
I can still think back to the sensation
Of rolling, rolling
The vibration in my feet
The parallax of buildings
Seeing the same street with new eyes
 
Thank you skateboard
I love you
You showed me, this morning
That life can bring excitement
That joy can be found
In the parts of life
I previously prejudged
Thank you, skateboard
For showing me 
How to have a conversation
With a parking lot

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