Certainly needs some reworking later.
who moved my fries?
and here i am sitting in a cafe
fucking-off
with the other unhappy, loathsome
loafers
perhaps all in need of some help
with their time
watching the ice in that cup of coke
dying off
and trying to nurse that packet of fries
oh shit
so i feel like a stalker watching those
happy kids with their happy meals
those boys and girls from the nearby school
dating
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
free wi-fi
but damn, the fries are moving fast
it will not last till evening.
01/04/2016
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© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2016
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