while walking on wilshire

today
while walking to
a place called
cafe mermaid
me, a bit hungover
in need of coffee
hurt by sunlight
concentrating on
the music flowing
into my ears
and not
the road in
front of me.
a bum,
wrinkeld face
from sun and cigarette
eyes angry at
who knows,
steps in my path
and yells in my face
DIE!
and i think he means it.