Not Now Please Not Now
Have you ever reached
into that bag of goodies
that is your life
and experienced
that tummy-dropping sensation
when you find it
to be a tad empty
a little short-handed
not containing what you need
for your current situation
and everything
absolutely everything
becomes one massive
all pervasive
reverberating echo
making you feel
positively, undoubtedly
unable to cope
and in your mind
all you can hear
pulsing
over and over
is a great big disbelieving
“Not now, please not now!!”
and then
you pucker up
pull your shoulders back
ignore the smell
and scrape the burnt
top layer of toast into the sink
leaving the deluge of burnt crumbs for later
‘cause hey
we all love a good ole buttery crunch.
Copyright © Rory Galbraith | Year Posted 2024
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