Beware the tyranny of time and trains

I'm nervous because the train's on time 

Generally it's slightly late 

And that early morning cosmic rush 

Gets my day going rightly 

Kickstart payoff for some fully clothed 

Exercise of my bothersome heart 

And argumentative circulation 

(Don't even get me started on my brain) 

But this morning 

It's on time 

No random halt 

No chattering guards 

No disabled ramp that won't quite fit 

No unsuitable leaves 

And I am concerned that karma 

Will leave me stranded with 

Some loathsome struggle that 

Will leave me wishing I was 

On the train 

Going home 

Running late 

Out of breath 


Alive with irritation and a fast beating pulse is still 

Better than slowly choking to death

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