Yesterday, Sunday, as I drove home from the
airport.
A man walked across the intersection
at Petersham
I stopped. Pushed on the horn. Just a little. Worried
for I had to stop in the middle of an
intersection.
He laughed, raised an arm, walked on past
me
About.to blast more angrily. But no.
He was of Middle Eastern appearance
Too many drive by shootings these past weeks
I drove on.
Wondering what had happened to me.
And my city
