Thursday, August 14, 2008

emotional gold

It was just a moment, and I wasn't dressed for it.
That's not true - I was dressed. But not for it.
The thing was I had briefly forgotten my mission.
The thing was that left me at most seven minutes
to do something for which normal mortals need nine or 10.
Me being normal. Being mortal. Being hormonal.
I threw my coffee cup in the sink and was out the door running.
I was fast. Before a minute was up I knew
I'd have to set my whoop up to holler.


Crafty Green Poet said...

I like the immediacy in this and can relate to the not wearing the right outfit for *it*....

SarahJane said...

nice to see you - i think i'm just having an olympic overdose this week.

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