Rush Hour (2002)

By James Moats in Indianapolis, IN

this is how i begin my day
half a pack of cigarettes a pot of coffee
through the construction at breakneck speeds

i'm traveling the same highway

and it's rush hour

why bother
tomorrow is just another winter day
and i'm tired of feeling this way
i just can't seem to wash away the gray

and it's rush hour every hour

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