SingPoWriMo 2016 Day #1
Certainly needs some reworking later.
what have i got myself into?
who moved my fries?
and here i am sitting in a cafe
with the other unhappy, loathsome
perhaps all in need of some help
with their time
watching the ice in that cup of coke
and trying to nurse that packet of fries
so i feel like a stalker watching those
happy kids with their happy meals
those boys and girls from the nearby school
on the pretext of studying biology
oh you can't fool me on that
and why the fuck was i here?
oh yes, trying to write a poem like this
because this is the month of april
maybe if i am lucky i can wring some verses
from this joint
but mainly it is because of the
but damn, the fries are moving fast
it will not last till evening.
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2016