041710j Distracted By Sweetness Poem by Manonton Dalan

there is always a line wherever you go
i went to disbursing office to get cash card
it took me good thirty minutes waiting
at the ship’s store i didn’t dare stand in line
that could run to an hour easy; i opted to vending
machine and guess what “invalid cash card”

frustrated a little bit i walk towards aft
i should be working by now, you’re right
i pass by a basket of fresh yellow apples
i pick one, sunk my teeth, juice all over
i was enjoying, i didn’t see a lady come
she bump into me, i’m like a wallpaper