Nervousness

just like the
third coffee
full of pastries
a little sick
a little jittery
but he hadn’t eaten yet

just like a
five hour drive
down the highway
heavy metal
blaring full blast
but he was lying in bed

just like
the fear of
anticipation
dread of what’s next
worried it’s hexed
but he couldn’t wake up from this

POetry Scales 258