A cigarette butt flicked.
A distant voice.
Fatigue shadowing.
Music blasted. Cheap Bollywood.
A holiday tomorrow.
This is just another fucking day go by.
Tolerance levels appraoching zilch.
Kepr away from the crowd.
I hear the irritation.
Voices muffled in thought.
Complaints exceed.
Nothing paid heed to.
The day ends.
It’s just another new beginning.
