Parked At the Mall

Busy shopping mall parking lots Car doors opening and closing Words flashing on digital billboards A screech, a honk, some belligerent Cursing bastard, a car alarm blaring The noisy comings and goings Of folks numb to the chaos Rows upon rows of pollutants Oil-stained pavement Loose change on the dashboard Keys left in the ignition The engine still idling Me, in the driver’s seat pondering it all