Vankong (poem)

[pigshitpoet]

I dive into traffic, this sleepy town has become Vankong
I drive into gridlock starting and stopping along
Congested and frustrating, locked up in gridlock
The uptick in traffic, manic onslaught, of stupid people
Trying to get from A to B, just to find something to eat
Get out of those tin cans and walk, you dummies.

Stopped in a parking lot, and got stuck,
Tried to get past a truck standing at a crosswalk
Had to whack the hood to wake up the operator
As I stood in front of the vehicle trying to cross
He continued on and just fucked off.

The coffee house was most congested, that I’ve seen
Since all the years I’ve been attending for caffeine
Toured the town, to find nothing has slowed down
In fact, activity has increased tenfold by pound
Tried another place, that was closed, for no apparent reason,

All that pent up anger I’m carrying ready to ignite
I’m on a short fuse, God help the first idiot who
Gets in my way or steps across my path
They are about to receive the whole wrath
Must be the full moon, supermoon, blue moon ~psp



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