I was sitting at a Macdonald's,
looking at the people walking by
(we're at a mall, you see)
Here, a lady with tight leggings;
wide plastic-framed shades
below her fried hair.
Drawing attenton from her not too slim legs.
There, an 'uncle' with his cell phone
strapped to his belt,
walking with swaying arms
and a not impressive hunch.
Students in their day-glow green uniforms;
loud bags and high-pitched self-conciousness.
...whomever is fine
come and kill my boredom...
Grandma - old lady in wheelchair,
parked together with the shopping carts;
cellophane bags of groceries;
seat like sentries beside yellow formica tables,
as the