Friday, August 5, 2011

sorry for being late

i sit sip
wait for tock tick
to leave late

and drive straight through
an hour of exits and diners
unending cars weaving

under an unyielding sky
i would knock wait
but since i am always late

you are watching for me
out the enormous window
and i'm sorry that i happen to like it that way.

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