Snail's Pace

Written by: Kyle kriticos

Summer
And the city air tastes like a dream
Mirages above sidewalks at 8 am
The freeway kicks and screams like a spoiled child 
But I won't give in to them
Stress 
It is written on so many faces 
I'm sorry, but I won't be taking their places 
I walk like a snail at a pace where I'm free
While people drive like lunatics 
To go home and watch TV

By Kyle Ezra Kriticos