Stuck in the grind of
the morning rush hour,
hair still wet from
an early shower.
Fingers tapping
on steering wheels
while women
in trainers carry their heels.
Buses belch out toxic fumes
as the spectre
of the working day looms.
Commuters with
their headphones on,
hands over
mouths to stifle yawns.
Coffee shops raise their shutters
while men in
yellow vests sweep the gutters.
A city slowly rises to its feet
as peace
turns to chaos on its streets.

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