Running Late

Oct. 18, 2012

Running Late

Shit.
Shitting shit shit.
No time to brush
     or wash
     or floss,
Just slap-dash pack
     and out the door,
Losing too many minutes
     even with just that!
Every second counts,
     and they've all gotten shorter
Out running me
     as we both race to work,
     or play,
     or date and play.
Rush past all niceties and manners,
     push out everyone else
           with their own times
           and dates
           and deadlines
     and go,
lashing myself to fervor,
     the whip in my right hand.