A mundane sighting that inspired an extended haiku:
Oh, Costco hot dog /
A tragic turn of events /
Strewn about, cold blood /
Your purpose remains unserved /
Perhaps in another life
Witnessed an extremely wholesome moment today in an airport gift shop:
Random dad: *points to the socks on the left* “Sarah, you know what you are…?”
Sarah: *points to the socks on the right* “Yeah, well, you know what YOU are?!”