David is a digital designer and programmer by trade. He loves to write down ideas, wisdom and philosophy through article and poem creation.
Marching into the dusty sands of the city
How I want to be back in the village, already
Layers of noise increase while traveling to within
Trying to Escape this shopping trip
She needs some clothes
She needs some food
She needs to get out of the house
She needs to unravel this created plan, designed within her precious mind.
Walking fast and slow
Queuing for hours in a sweaty warehouse.
Taking a break
Staring into the arcade
How long before the escape?
She needs some shoes
She needs something new, anything will do,
She needs to take something back
She needs me to pay for something to take back.
Legs feeling numb
Feet feel like a bodybuilders weight.
Staring down at my watch
Time ticking backward to where we begun
Until something shouts out from a buried hole
She looks at me with a held glare
To which I feel rather scared
The look of fire, firmly states
‘’Don’t piss me off at this stage”.
I take a breath and compose my thunder
She smiles and begins to wonder…
“we need to go back to that starting place”
The first dress she tried on for a dinner date.
She needs to try on that dress again
She needs matching shoes, knickers and a necklace
She wants it all from depths beyond under
She smiles again as the bags weigh me down
All I have is a deluded frown.
She decides the trip is finally over
She’s in charge
She’s in control
She tells me what the future holds,
Today she wins
© 2018 David Irvine