The BiPolar Express

A Glimpse Through the Looking Glass

Morning Panic February 6, 2009

Filed under: Original Poetry,Uncategorized — matildebonaparte @ 5:27 am
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Mornings.

Panic.

5:45 a.m.

Running late.

(Where is that alarm?!?)

 

Yell at the kids.

Put the dogs outside.

5:45 a.m.

Running for the shower.

(Where are the towels?!?)

 

Push the kids awake.

Start the toast.

6:03 a.m.

Running to the refrigerator.

(Where is the milk?!?)

 

Shove the kids into a shower.

Feed the cats.

6:08 a.m.

Running to apply makeup

 

Throw clothes at the kids.

Butter the toast.

6:28 a.m.

Running to catch the dogs.

(Where are those leashes?!?)

 

Push the kids out the door.

Inhale the toast.

6:45 a.m.

Running to get dressed.

(Where is that shoe?!?)

 

look for the keys.

Pull the door shut.

7:15 a.m.

Running to work.

(WHERE ARE THOSE GODDAMN CAR KEYS?!?)

 

 

SMN

6/29/99

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