09-24-2019, 03:06 AM 
	
	
	
		Premontion Pot-Hole
A night of stress,
worst shift yet.
Delivering morning goodies,
day-old,
wearing the clothes
from yesterday.
Withered engine,
how rent is paid.
Driving on
forgotten roads,
morning daze,
blurry gaze.
Route starts,
minutes in tragedy stirs.
Classic, giant pot-hole.
The tire as if a mole,
buries itself,
and becomes bent and flat.
With a loud pop
there goes stability,
job, and daily security.
_______________
The boy, awakes
stressed takes,
he prefers to not
wake in this state.
Time for it another
doughnut run.
On his was to the kitchen.
he see's a pot-hole,
Last second serve
avoiding it mid-curve,
he takes a breathe.
Another hazard,
puts his patience to test.
He adds to the growing list
of forgotten roads,
that plagues an early morning drivers existence.
	
	
A night of stress,
worst shift yet.
Delivering morning goodies,
day-old,
wearing the clothes
from yesterday.
Withered engine,
how rent is paid.
Driving on
forgotten roads,
morning daze,
blurry gaze.
Route starts,
minutes in tragedy stirs.
Classic, giant pot-hole.
The tire as if a mole,
buries itself,
and becomes bent and flat.
With a loud pop
there goes stability,
job, and daily security.
_______________
The boy, awakes
stressed takes,
he prefers to not
wake in this state.
Time for it another
doughnut run.
On his was to the kitchen.
he see's a pot-hole,
Last second serve
avoiding it mid-curve,
he takes a breathe.
Another hazard,
puts his patience to test.
He adds to the growing list
of forgotten roads,
that plagues an early morning drivers existence.
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
--mark twain
Bunx
	
--mark twain
Bunx

 

 



