False Alarm

False Alarm


I cannot wait as I drive my truck.
The station lights promise respite.
"Out of order!" Just my luck.
It's too late. I can't quit.
Looks like I am stuck.
I sneak out back
in the grass
and pass ...
gas!



Notes:
An entry for December 14 of "A Poem A Day Contest"  [E]
Prompt(s) Used: 2 and 3
Prompt 2: Write a poem about a restroom in a service station.
Prompt 3: Write a Nonet Poem. A Nonet has nine lines. The first line has 9 syllables, second line has 8 syllables, third has 7 syllables...etc. until the last line, finishing with 1 syllable. Rhyming and Meter are not required.

Line count: 9

Thank you for taking time to read my words. I would appreciate it if you took a moment and left a comment. Your reaction, impressions, criticisms, - yes, even encouragement and/or praise - are all equally welcome.

Ken