Hasted Life

To hurry past and through 
Chemistry black and blue
Intergeneral conflict
Specifically: I knew what I was doing
That's the insistent voice
As I cruise past decisiveness
To breathe in and pout
Resentment, thy nomenclature is confusing
While a sunlit afternoon
Feels like a brutality kissing the cheek
Of a happy kitten
Where neither notices the other
And may not have been there
In the window or in the eye
If the hurry got the better of 
Each minute, counted by second
In the third case of try try try