Treasure Island

April Humason

(Fort Worth, Texas)

Family road trip


Whipping from side to side
Slamming on the brakes
Going 0 to 60 in seconds
Jammin to the beat on the radio
Kid are fist fighting in the backseat
Nothing but construction around us
Rocks hitting the windshield
A Mercedes cutting me off
Splat a bug is dead again
Bright lights shining in my eyes
People cursing each other out
Traffic is making me late
The gas is on E again
Still over an hour to go
Kids are screaming are we there yet
Oh no a bathroom break again

Submitted: Friday, April 19, 2013
Edited: Saturday, April 20, 2013

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