In Which I Feel My Car's Pain More Than It Does

If this had been a stress-test, I'd have failed.

I'd have to issue CAP securities

To Geithner and his bunch. But I've curtailed

Attempts to understand that stuff. Oh please -

We all have anyway. Let's talk 'bout my

Own stresses. While my car came out okay

(A dirty air flow sensor, cleaned now by

The guys at Logan Ave's repair bay. Hey -

It didn't need replaced, just cleaned is all!),

I spent the morning watching jagged lights

Across my vision, hearing... I could call

It piercing, this whine, but that term just slights

The sounds tormenting me, though just describes

A migraine's pain. Too many diatribes?