Dear asshole, I'm impressed with your ability to make me write about you...

You are Uneasy
Like the brush alongside the highway
In constant sway no matter the breeze
Or lack there of
wildflowers creep through the cracks in the concrete
Slabs of paved over fields now industrial parks and occupants of suite company
Where the clouds favor the 9 to 5
and the scurry of traffic is cut through with a scythe at lunchtime
Mowing down the street
Hangry as ever and late for a meeting
Stopping for the geese ducklings and their extended family
To cross hilliard rome so you can get back to your speeding
I know the drill
Wake shit shower shave and sit in the morning rush of late bills
Its a hard pill to swallow
When you follow in the footsteps
Of late rent and late car payments and late to work living paycheck to paycheck
We borrow against the credit built on our backs
And hope a second mortgage will paint this hole black
Like a roadrunner cartoon
Where you are acme's top consumer
You used to be wylie
Handsome and happy
Chasing chicks that were always too fast for your grip
But the excitement came from the ride
And the battle
You could rattle some hips
Hell
You used to be one of those dicks I would bitch at for degrading women
But then something settled into your slowly rotting core
I can't say what it is only hope that holds port
Because this docudrama life that you seem to quite condone
Was just a whisper in my sight
as I passed you going 30 in a fucking 45 mph zone!
Yes that was me
I waved hi
But in my mind I'm screaming obscenities and flipping you off a hundred times