post rain

I'm bicycling east on Camelback. It's about a quarter after 12am and cold enough so I can see my breath if I puff hard. It's very nice. But then I hear a, bang, Bang and then a moment passes and another, Bang. The third one sounded closer. I glance back wondering if someone is killing someone or if I'm just paranoid. It could be a car backfiring. But a car, east-bound, slows down on the street a few lanes away from me. BANG! It's so loud it hurts my ears. I'm not sure what just happens. The car pulls away, but stops at the red light on 16th and Camelback where evangelists gather to scream at all the sinners. I'm pretty sure I was just shot at. That sound is fucking scary. It all around me and wouldn't leave. My lungs flatten and I take in some air. I ride towards the CVS and go inside to call the police. Maybe they had already got some similar reports. They hadn't. Some officers, show up while the 911 operator is talking to me about the car and drivers or driver. "No, It was too dark," I say. I don't know anything about cars anyway. "It was brown, boxy and old." If I knew more about cars at the time I would have said It looked like a brown Buick Regal, maybe '82.

I hope it rains more.

Done