Fighting over a man

m so shy I read a book as I walk down the street.

Once I walked right under a bus.It was stationary!

So now I pretend I’m talking on my mobile.

 

He was into Lacan

Is he really?

OMG.

Whatever next!

I’m almost at the Mall.I think i’ll have a coffee.

See you later,got to go.

See,maybe all those folk

 

walking along with a cell phone or just pretending like me….

Are they really talking to another person ?

I must be careful reading in the Underground…who knows what’s lurking down there?

I saw him first.Let go.

He’s mine!

 

Fighting over a man

m so shy I read a book as I walk down the street.

Once I walked right under a bus.It was stationary!

So now I pretend I’m talking on my mobile.

 

He was into Lacan

Is he really?

OMG.

Whatever next!

I’m almost at the Mall.I think i’ll have a coffee.

See you later,got to go.

See,maybe all those folk

 

walking along with a cell phone or just pretending like me….

Are they really talking to another person ?

I must be careful reading in the Underground…who knows what’s lurking down there?

I saw him first.Let go.

He’s mine!

 

I see you

When I looked out my window

You were passing by.

Was it a coincidence

Or are you in fact a spy?

 

Some men love their money

Some men love a wife

Sometimes they are happy

Despite enduring strife.

 

I like my little window

Through which I view the town

I see many people

black and white and brown

 

Cultures are all of value

Sometimes cultures clash.

We need to live together

On this gorgeous earth.