Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Driven to Walk

I'm driving home for Christmas, but

Now am caught in a traffic jam.

Pain in my mind and heart and gut.

The traffic gods laugh that I am

Stuck for who knows how long I'll stay.

Being so late, Mama will think

I'm lost on this yule holiday.

Driving not could drive me to drink.

The driver next to me, same one 

For hours, and it's kind of weird,

His face show he's having no fun,

At first clean shaven, now with beard.

I'm walking home for Christmas, and

Will get there later than I planned.