09 March 2008

Like An Unreachable Itch

Five minutes ago you 
awoke 
with your face plastered against your textbook
with ten minutes before the Final exam.

Your fingers involuntarily
tap
on the steering wheel as you 
glance
obsessive-compulsively t'wards the clock.

Reminiscent of a recovering addict's ache, you 
crave
taco bell. With the pressure of a dam, the 
tension 
within your bladder rapidly reaches the breaking point.

Your chest aches from your heart's
devil-beating
due to unrelenting 
thoughts 
of the imminent exam.

You have little Time to 
dilly-dally
  hesitate
shilly-shally
  vacillate
whiffle-waffle
  dawdle

BUT

the car
in Front of you
is going
 30
in a
 40
mph Zone!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I really love the 4th stanza of this poem. Very nice. :)

SunLover said...

You like the shilly-shally, dilly-dally part~! Isn't it great? It's awesome actually. It is totally fun.

Love the Yamagata.


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