Soundtracks

I wear my walkman in the mall.
The soundtrack for my life.

Shop.
Beat. Beat.
Hummm.

There are a lot of mutes at the mall today.
Ha! 

"Huh?"
“What??” 

Shop.
Bop. Bop.
Click.
“Oh, I’m so sorry. My eyes were closed.
Let me get that for you.
I’m really sorry.”

Click. Bop. Bop. Sing.
“What are you looking at?”
Beat. Beat.
“What? No, I am not yelling.”

Shop. 
Beat. Beat.
“Huh? No, I’m just looking, thank you.”

Shop.
“Who’s Zoomin’ Who? Take another look and tell me baby...”

This store never looked so good.

Sing to me Aretha.