It's getting a bit difficult to write...
you try to take it , like,
you know, slow down, just a little,
at the foodcourt,
your eyes scanning for empty tables
so you can put down your tray of lunch
you have been holding for the past x minutes.
did everyone scurry out of their rabbit warrens
at the same freakin' time?
scanning the news a little,
how can someone crash a lambo into a road divider oh my god!
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2013