Fifty seven
Seconds
Just enough time to brush my teeth
And still reach work on time
As I peer out the window to the street beneath
I see the bus go by.
Oops.Minutes
Just under an hour till sheâs here
Is everything perfect this time?
I gotta keep up my casual veneer
In case itâs in my eyesâ
Hello!Hours
Today, again, confined to bed
I pushed myself too hard
Canât read or work with aching head
And immune system en guarde
Ugh.Days
I guess itâs now official, then
Itâs time to change my password
I never thought Iâd return again
But fate will have the last word
âLog Inâ.Weeks
Itâs been a year; I still remember
Why canât I let it go?
Not for the romance in December
But that I just donât know
Welp.Months
More years out than years at school
I guess itâs real life
And now I play the lucky fool
Is that a cause to gripe?
Maybe?Years
Is that really how long itâs been?
Oh yes, I have regrets
Though you canât see them on my skin
Was it really for the best?
For what itâs worthâŠIâm sorry.
Inspired by âTwo One Sixâ (Marleigh Norton) from the anthology This Is How You Die.
Bonus haiku:
Eleven times ten
Plus the square root of sixteen
Divided by two
Part of Poem-a-Day 2014. Title donated by Isaac L.