fast and furious
panic and fear race through my body,
Nascar drivers zipping around
moving too quickly
and smashing into everything i thought
was stable in there.
the littlest thing sets these guys off;
a dropped flag
a blown whistle
a sudden unexpected movement.
and the littlest thing could mean death;
the wrong move
the wrong turn
the wrong reaction to a situation.
and there is no way to stop them
till they have run the full course.
so i sit at the edge of my seat
gritting my teeth
shaking my leg
and wondering when this whole mess
will settle down.