Just came back from Sunday night shopping at Fairway … always a mistake to go on Sunday nights. Always. Maybe I’m just prone to shopping cart rage, but I really think it’s Sunday night at Fairway. Instead of smacking any of the smack-worthy people in the store, I put my bad mood into today’s tanka:
as if you, only, matter
blind to everyone
you blink, register surprise
each time you knock against me
Maybe I should title this one my ticked-off tanka?