the red day

 
jilted disaster walk on the down the road
hitchhiking on out of here
as threatened so many times before but never done
the bitch fled the scene---
 
a tear stained drama unfold late in the afternoon
her voice hitched and her frame shook
while she rage at no one imparticular
 
the outraged day drew onlookers
to be so riotously accused  
its ire raised it railed down on the ladies shoulders
the weight of her reality was heavy
 
the thought she could leave it all behind an optimistic one
the day fought like a jealous lover clinging to her as a rank accusation
in the end she sat on the sidewalk head hung in defeat
 
the crowd departed they'd seen it before
act one scene two of my great getaway
in the end there was never a car fast enough to outrun my demons