A #Haiku about #traffic

The night is waning 

Light slowly filters through clouds 

Steel now starts flowing 

Happy Thursday everyone! Or, shall I say, Friday-eve. 

Thinking about flinging myself into the jaws of grinding steel and plastic that’s Seattle during rush hour. 

The Pain Of Choice

It’s so easy to spin
Tumbling over, over
Losing my focus
In this maelstrom
Of possibility

For a choice requires
Leaving opportunity
Sitting in the sun
For another to grab.
What if that one
Is better than this one?
Too much of this
Is a table full of gifts
Where nothing is opened
And all potential
Evalotates into the day’s heat