obloquy

I’m trying to wrap my head around this

(so I don’t go hugging trees with my car)

Instead I’m left wondering what the actual fuck are people thinking?

Going about their day in blissful ignorance, while claiming they’re (oh so) busy.

Meanwhile ignoring the fact they (albeit conveniently) forgot to place that order for parts.

Wouldn’t want things to actually work out,

Nor provide a level of care and service to inconvenience

your chevra-legs now would we?

Just two steps further –

“Walk it off” we say, icy tone aside,

Slipping brilliantly into the oncoming traffic,

Postal stamped with yet another “Dear John/Jane doe” letter.

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