The constant rattle of trolly wheels across the carpark.
A siren 'doppler-shifts' behind me - left to right.
Friends meet - very loudly.
Music pulsing from cars,the occupants oblivious.
Two men finish their conversation from a distance.
A man on mobile talks to his builder - it's gonna be pricey and it's gonna late!
Snaches of conversations float by me on the breeze.
A young girl calls out to her Dad.
An electric car drifts by,
and the only sound is the tyres 'popping' on the carpark surface.
Remote control door locks; 'click' - remotely.
Birds in trees; 'squawk' - incessantly.
Radios 'chatter' - to themselves,
reversing sensors; 'ping' - backwards,
and engines 'hum' because they don't know the words.
Busy parents scold excited children in all the excited 'busyness',
as a car horn sounds - vigorously,
followed by a car alarm - hope they're not related!
I drive off,
adding my sounds to the 'fruit salad' that is the Saturday morning supermarket carpark
