someone in here is strumming an acoustic guitar and i feel sad and aimless

i left the coffee shop

i looked through a restaurant window and saw a girl with large breasts

i quietly said "tits" and laughed i think

i felt like it was a dumb thing that wasn't ironic even though i think i had intended it to be

i saw an older man and woman eating there

the woman was wearing a surgical mask

i thought about the "tits" thing again

this is when i thought about the sincerity of the irony

i saw my reflection in the restaurant's door

i saw a man wearing a white motorcycle helmet and black leather chaps

he was standing next to a white motorcycle with fur-lined seats

he looked confused, like he didn't know how he got here

wearing a matching helmet, with fur-lined seats, in little rock, arkansas

i walked to work and ate black bean nachos

it was slow so they didn't need me to work

i walked back to the coffee shop