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.