Thursday, September 19, 2013

Bemoaning a Foothold

You try texting but lose the signal.
This usually happens when words bottleneck
which they so often do
when you're driving too fast.
And then there's the whole warm-up thing:
you know, the windup, the pitch
the corner
the cab to the outer reaches
the Nile rerouted
gondoliers on holiday.
Oblong days saturated with polyrhythms.
Back seat drivers who keep GPSing.
The muses step up to the plate
and paint you into a corner.
Did you fail to deliver?
Did you fail to hand in the report on time?
You will not pass Go.
You will not collect $200.
You will be banished to a Draft Folder
to sit there, in a corner, bemoaning a foothold.

Sarolta Ban