sirens shatter quietred engines fly down the streetemergencies call
fresh roll with mustardenclose 'dog made of baconThe Swinery rocks!
quickly orderingdouble americanoalas, they have rice
going back to schoola daunting propositionat my advanced age
family of touristsslowly walks in front of youblocking the sidewalk
jumping at shadowsseeing evil everywherenot the best of days
skyscraper reflectsdazzling light from cloudless skyblinding observer
Supreme Court decidescorporations are people-punch one in the mouth
the President waitsno one really knows quite whywill he fight for us?
red pizza ovenappears in All City shoppie with my latte?
chronically late busthrows my day off and irks mewhen will it appear
police van collectsbicycles and cop ridersafternoon shift done
street light and store signneon and halogen glowlighting the Junction
drinking my latte'waiting for my love to comeplaying on the web
meowing felineexpressing his displeasuredrives me from my home
earthquake in Haitibrings out the racist punditsto blame Obama
crusty old man spitscatches my disgusted lookand shoots me a glare
that's great but do morewhile I leave to play my gamewhile your back is turned
loud mouthed bus ridersgive their opinions on allalas hellish ride
Metro fares increasebumped up a quarter a ridehappy damn new year
seagull cries aloudcomplaining to the whole worldabout what, who knows
waiting for lattessomeone tries to cut in frontresist urge to kill
getting free early heading out for a latte'could be a worse day
ten, fifteen and morelate except the day you arethen it's right on time
bus broken at stopdriver smoking cigarettehope that one's not mine
a day off from workvery much needs to be donejust half accomplished
Hawks fans tough it outat least through the half time showa real game for once?
drunk at the bus stopyelling "come on" at the busthat's no where in sight
stand in the tunnelwait like it is a SundayNew Year's Day bus ride