Morning Minutes

Blurred morning minutes mixed with
caffeine bliss and
ambidextrous driving
Imaginary timers blaring
irritating beeps of
you-gotta-do-s and
now-you’re-late-s

Smiles in the rearview mirror
And little voices singing
happy songs

Nothing’s really wrong
Just a frantic panic stress attack
that disintegrates in time
into joys and loves of
life’s smallest moments

Mostly measured in minutes.