Listening To Mozart Looking Over The Window Of The House

a blue bicycle passes by me
a man in black biker's short speeds his pedaling
his red cycles on slippery asphalted road
past across
the rage of the afternoon rain
splashing water
to a number of blank minded innocent passersby
creating curses
of sonamafithes! and damyous!
and f****you!

Omg! How could i have expressed what i feel
for this passing slimy slippery wet day.