are we running late
traffic is so fucking bad
isn't there any heat on this thing
why is that lady so sad
that guy in the back is strange
the kid across from me don't look well
is she gonna throw up
what is that fucking smell
my foot is stuck to the floor
i forgot my cell phone
should i get off at the next stop
do i have time to go home
fuck it, i will do without
although the wife will be pissed
was it today i had my doctor's appointment
shit, the second one i missed
getting crowded on here
there's that pretty redhead
shit, am i blushing
if the wife were here, i'd be dead
thats my stop ahead
another fight through the crowd
excuse me, excuse me
fuck, that guy is so loud
the redhead smiled at me
i think she touched my side
finally off this sardine can
i really need my own ride
i still have time for a coffee
wake me from my near slumber
what's this in my pocket
its the redheads cell number
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200 Poems (completed Nov 25, 2016, 8:52am)
PoetryA challenge to write 200 poems between November 1 - December 31, 2016. Please support the others who have accepted this challenge. Follow them at #200poemchallenge. (completed Nov 25, 2016, 8:52am)