Erode (Poem)

 

-Life’s not fair.

-A leaf blower outside dashed my last 10 minutes before my alarm.

-I then realized my commute gained 10 more.  Coming home last night–I was too tired to stop and get my tank off “E.”

-I saw my first roach.  It was gone before I could find one of my shoes. 

-The shirt I had my heart set on wearing and that never fails to boost my confidence had a stain.

-Garbage disposal juice splattered on my wrist.

-I tripped over the other shoe.  

-I remembered, a work meeting was scheduled exactly at my lunch later.

-I hit every red light on my commute, and it’s 10 minutes more ’cause of the whole “there’re too many dam people in this city” kind of traffic. 

-I accidentally made breakfast too salty, so, by then, I was thirsty.  But, the water cooler was empty at work. 

-Everyone keeps saying I look tired, even the cute lady I like.  She never sees me when I’m actually wearing the shirt.

-The scalding coffee finds a magical way to be wave-ier than normal, just to spill over and scorch my hand.  

It’s only Tuesday.

-The car began making a weird noise I’ve never heard before, on the way home.  

-It starts raining right as a pull in–rain the news failed to forecast.  

-I can’t shower because of lightning.

-Lightning and thunder keep me awake.  I have to be in even earlier tomorrow.

-Even so, the stench I wreak of, called bitterness, is my fault and bidding alone.  For, sometimes we all need to be reminded that satan has never been in the business of playing fair.

Sincerely,

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