Sometimes there’s nothing else to do

But wonder how you ended up where

You are,when your intentions were

To be somewhere else entirely as

I’ve said this over and over again

Time took patience by the hand and

You are the patient,patiently waiting

Or sitting a while at the red light with

Everyone’s zoom but yours,still convinced

That motion is on your side,the light turns

Green,the blood rushes to your head, adrenaline

Is pumping, suddenly your amping ,

Wondering how there was loco

In your motion,its just vision of

Yesterday’s burial grounds

A deep but resident calling

“Its not your meow jew

its how your goo goo

Road the clutch

Leaving you with

catastrophic failure

Instead of being first

To cross the finish line”

2 thoughts on “Boo/Yah

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *