You looked up only to check if the light was man.
Started crossing the street while pressing keys, looking down on your phone,
probably playing hangman.
Had forgotten to walk,
and frozen in your steps like a clone.
What is it that has to be done right away?
Something that cannot wait,
Til this man stops walking?
Something so urgent that’s gotta be within this 30 second window?
Hate to break your reverie, lady,
You gotta move! Everybody’s honking at you — stressed.