It’s called rush hour

Except everyone is stuck in traffic

The rush to go no where

Is what they should’ve called this hour

Red light

Yellow light

Red light

The vicious cycle taunts

Double yellow lines not to be crossed

A man

A wild man

A contained beast


I-83 mist of stagnation

Involuntary muscle movements

Left eyelid is closed in the fervor

Ears have begun to fume

Larynx is now sore (The uncontrollable emotion to yell out loud)

Cheek and nose gnarled

It is just like I’m in the middle of some sick game I had not intended to play (Whomever smelt it dealt it)

There is only one passenger in the vehicle (This game is far too easy to identify the perpetrator)

Take a deep breathe (Well maybe not that deep based on previous events of involuntary flatulence)

Put on a favorite tune

Drown out the melody that had previously occupied the brain space (For some reason it’s always the symphonic ballad from the Lord of the Rings scene where Peter Jackson does a panoramic view of Mount Doom)

Get that head bobbing

Those Shoulders swaying

Calm down

Think to yourself serenity now!

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