LOU RASMUS

big book guy

Hermit

I hit
Every,
Single,
Red light
On my way
To work.
Every.
Single.
Fucking.
One.
That’s like,
Sixteen
Red lights.
Like
Sixteen
Kicks on the
Shinbone.
It pissed
Me off
So much
That I just
Turned around
And went
Home.
And then I
Hit sixteen
More red
Lights.
Fuck!
I’m never
Leaving
The house
Again.

lou rasmus

October 31, 2017

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#Car, #life, #poem, #poetry, #work, #Writer, angry, frustration, hermit

5 responses to “Hermit”

oldepunk

October 31, 2017 at 7:05 pm

LMAO, yes!

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suesuzzz

October 31, 2017 at 10:07 pm

I hate that lol…

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juliehcares

November 1, 2017 at 2:39 am

It happens to me all the f’ing time! I totally relate

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daffniginger

November 3, 2017 at 2:59 am

I feel this way all the time. Hahaha I also do this with Social media. Like I get on fb see something crazy then I’m like man this is why I don’t go on social media. lol This poem is awesome I can totally relate.

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1. lourasmus
  
  November 3, 2017 at 3:31 am
  
  thank you. very kind.
  
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