NPM – 24 of 30

hole in the floormat

my driver’s side floormat
has a hole where
my right heel has
worried through
the fabric

I don’t know how
long my heel has
worked to accomplish
this feat

I have noticed it
slowly growing
I have rearranged
the floormat to
slow the growth

but it always
inches back
to the spot
where my heel
rests in the hole
~~
what else in my life
has sustained such
pressure to have altered
its appearance

what part of me
has such sustained
pressure to cause
that alteration
~~
for some
the pressure
is intangible

for some
the intangible
is pressure

NPM – 23 of 30

yes, I know April is over, but I still owe 8 poems…they’ll get filtered in here and there 🙂

~~

when you’re the person being honked at to go at a green light

it happens

you consider yourself
a pretty good driver
attentive, law-abiding
for the most part

but some days

you’re on auto-pilot
driving the same commute
for what feels like
the millionth time

maybe you’re
engrossed in a story
on the radio, one about
how a guy 20 years ago
created a new kind of apple
that will soon hit the market

maybe you’re
singing a song,
one you haven’t heard
in years — Linda Ronstadt’s
version of “It Doesn’t Matter
Anymore” — that makes you
think of your parents’
record collection & how
you should maybe buy
a record player

maybe you’re
distressed about
the recent shooting
by someone with a
familiar name, you
filter what you know
and what there is
no way to comprehend

maybe you’re
tired from a recent
cold, that’s given to
manifesting now
in coughing fits
and random bouts
of sweating

so many reasons
could plague a
solitary driver
who is first in line
to turn left
who is waiting
who notices
something is sticking
out of her bag
who leans over to
adjust it when
the light turns green