yesterday was crazy

yesterday was crazy

there was weirdness on the streets
the previous week was rain and hurricane
this morning was old people sniffing and complaining
a brief flurry of youth before we left

it’s been an antagonist day
everyone less than friendly
going about their business
all kinds of suspicious

and we’re glad to get out of there
but then there are the league of homeless bikers
not lit up in the middle of the street
making us swerve to avoid, friends laughing

and just as we comment on how we want to get home
get away from the crazy
a cop starts his lights and sirens right behind us
and we think we’re stopping, but he races by

and we never work out why