i'm not killing time
i'm surrendering to it

i was picking up slack
until it started twisting
around my ankles
and working it's way
toward my neck

now i'm hardly breathing
and i'm scared speechless
of breaking a nail,
because there's very little
left of me
and i can't afford
to lose an other piece

i drove to florida
in my leased elantra,
i hoped 16 hours
with my thoughts
would allow some clarity

but it rained the whole way
and the fog never lifted,
i spent ten hours counting
the miles i'd be paying
for at the end of the month
and six hours counting
the times you promised
you'd come home
and never did

i hope you're safe
out there in the grey