Down to the Nervous Wire
Clock has been ticking away for decades
Each minute like a knife cutting into both legs
Somehow missing both femoral arteries narrowly
As if by some bizarre twist of ironic fate
A joke where physical health surpassed mental wellness
Sanity tested by cartoon villains bent on the world ending
And the brutal sands of time blowing through everything
Thrown through a hellish gauntlet of scaling some personal walls
Getting bruised and numerous cuts on both arms and legs again
Driven crazy by a spouse eager to pretend you’re the remote control
And your temper tantrums are the nightly entertainment
Road rage became a daily part of the 40 hour commute
Unable to go medieval on everyone for fear of going too far
Carefully structured words may wound innocent bystanders
But weapons bring down much more than a playground insult
No sand thrown at the grade school bully
More blood has been shed more often than a snake’s skin
Jobs and relationships can be demolished
Only one nerve has stood the test of time
No matter what happened
Time has officially run out on the stop watch
The fourth quarter has declared a victor
Just not the one that was expected
Turn in your test papers
And move onto the next challenge.
