Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Old Faithful


The van is cankered with rust, adding reddish orange to the maroon paint job.
Clear coat peels and flakes off like leaves in the wind.
It has seen well over 300,000 miles during its 25 years of existence.
Always there, even when my Pontiac broke down.
Almost everyone thinks it looks like it should be scrapped.
Very few see the craftsmanship that has lasted through the years
They see junk and don't notice that the engine runs.

Itch

There it is again.
That annoying, pestering thing.
Like a fly buzzing around the house.
Irritating, infuriating.
I’m better than this.
I’ll just ignore it.
It will pass.

Minutes stretch on like years.
Millennia have passed and
It. Still. Persists.
Action has to be taken.
It’s time to snuff it out.
Locate its exact location
And Strike!

Oh, how blissfully sweet.
Nothing left to annoy.
The calm after the rain.
There it is again…