The title that keeps popping into my head is "The Days Run Away Like Wild Horses Over The Hills." That's definitely how I've been feeling like for the past couple of weeks. There's just been so damn much going on at home and at work and everywhere I turn. I just never seem to have enough time for everything that needs to be done.
Anyway to get back to poetry, here's a pretty good little poem by Charles Bukowski called 'this kind of fire.'
Enjoy!