yesterday
she fell apart

she, the Queen of Last-Minute-ness
felt utterly disgusted with herself

she
fell
apart

no more ok
no more

breakdown of printer/file transfer
fourteen dollars cab ride to meet the 10pm deadline
disturbing the harmony of jazz's house for printing of assignments

the
rush of blood to her head

the
sense of helplessness breathlessness haphazardness

the
nervewrecking immobilising pain

the
tears on her trudge back home

the
oh ceh on her thigh

no more netty no more
promised herself no more

_

she is ok now
feeling much better

much much
better

thank
you

thankyoutotheangelswhowerethere.babybootoodefinitely.