Running on EmptyA Poem by Michael StevensNOT the Jackson Browne song; no, the race of life!NOT the way I normally feel, unless
the day sucks, so keep your skivvies on!
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Man, I'm really moving, yes, I'm
just a blur,
I must be so far along, so fer--
Err--far from the place I used to
be
But wait, isn't that the same house
I've just seen?
Hold on, everything looks the same as before
I've entered some kind of time warp
when I jogged out the door
Well, slap my a*s and call me
something that's not Mike
It seems a new life is still quite
a hike
I've been running my butt off but
I'm just running in place
Seems I suck at everything and am
losing the race
I've heard it said you can't make
chicken salad from chicken s**t
Thank you 'Airplane!', thanks to
you, I finally get it!
© 2014 Michael Stevens |
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1 Review Added on November 3, 2014 Last Updated on November 3, 2014 AuthorMichael StevensAboutI write for fun; I write comedy pieces and some dramatic stuff. I have no formal writing education, and I have a fear of being told I suck, and maybe I should give up on writing, and get a job makin.. more.. |

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