I taste cigarettes, coffee, something sweet

As I turn around the corner

The place is crowded with humans today

Spitting out ear-deafening words of nonsense

Oh, what a lovely day to be out!

The roaring cars race by, one after the other

One second they are there, the next they are gone

I am carrying the strenuous weight of the scorching and sizzling sun on my shoulders

Oh, what a lovely day to be out!

The man pulls me back by my neck

He orders me to stop

Little children with red faces and bruised knees cross the street

Running fast and pushing each other

They point at me

They open their pink mouths up wide

One drops a lollipop on the ground, doesn’t notice, runs away

The pavement is boiling and burning beneath me

We are here now

The man pulls me back by my neck once again

Little men in gray suits

Bitter, thick smoke in the air

Whispering and chattering

And I know it’s only just the morning

The day has only just begun

Oh, what a lovely day to be out!