BACK STORY: I was late sending in my entry for the Hawthorne Heights SuperFan Challenge, so I created a poem to express my apologies and my excuse. Please enjoy. I know I like it.

My apologies, friends
of string, drum, and chord.
I hope you can look past this,
this hiccup in our line.
A blip of fate,
or something obscure
and vague like that.
Something has been
taken
from me, you see.
Punctuality.

It was stolen,
point.blank.
I was pushed against
the computer screen and
the books and the library’s
printer and
my hand was slammed against
blue lined page and
university life robbed me.
Of punctuality.

My best cellphone shot from the Hawthorne Heights show at The Beaumont Club in February.