Over night at Mac
Loner sitting at the corner near
toilets... prominent stench
yet neutralised by the workload laid
unzipped bag, forked
out dad's black jacket, oversized
sloppy outfit. warm overwhelmed me
cold bearable... concentration summoned
english maths social studies chinese
11.30
12.30
1.30, no return, empty roads out
through transparent window with an "m"
stranded
for 7 hours, till SBS awakens
struggled with tea
and two sachets of sugar...
previous coffee wearing off, eyes
closing... every so slightly...
concentration wearing out
empty macs now, sparse customers
and studying people
3.30
bloodshot eyes shut down
mental breakdown
triceps as pillows, lay down
to rest in the midst of channel "M"
no sleep came, caffeine tortuous
awoken
had a sausage mcmuffin
went on
4.30
5.30
6.00
stripped jacket
packed
zombie on zombie road
waiting for bus in the full moon, ironic morning

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