If you're looking for my bike, its locked up outside the Chipotle on 8th Street.

"If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite." -William Blake

A man was shot on this street corner a few days ago.

"Look Up"



It
Finally
Happened:

I hit a pedestrian
While riding my bicycle
Because I was too distracted
Listening
To Whitney Houston.


And so eventually,
He stopped looking.

Even though his dreams
Were telling him
Just to wait his turn.


R.I.P.

Whitney
Houston.

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All the birds were chirping today.  But I wouldn't trust a bird to help me make any major life decisions.