Work Day

Work Day

Heading to work,
Break light!
Traffic Stop;
Green Light
— No red!!
We’re almost dead,
But I stopped.

I should have sped,
Or not?

Yet, another grim day
At the office,
I’m dead.

Work Day by K. Saitta © 2014, A Walk In Verse

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