driving nowhere, hastily

as i was driving on e street i felt the touch of god in form a police search light.

i turned off the freeway since they had shut down two lanes again tonight. california transit authority must be standing on the side of the road, laughing in their orange vests at my misfortune. when i reached the exit i saw the glimpse of a foreign glow shining in irrational patterns just above the throughway. i passed a gun shop across from a liquor store.

i heard the blades slicing through the aural dissonance of the san bernardino night sky. i passed quietly through a stop sign with the ease of a thief, but i was caught in the sights of a helicopter. the search light passed over my car auspiciously, as though i had done something right in my law breaking. often it swayed about, scanning the road. i thought, perhaps a drunk might have been manning this light. i thought many things as i drove, listening to the helicopters engine hum in my ear. i noticed the store fronts to my left and right, they sat empty and useless under broken marquees. the police light shone into the window quickly; carelessly exposing the empty innards of the swollen display floors. perhaps i should stop, was a thought that drifted through my head. no, was another thought. the light was soon gone, just as quickly as it had graced me it raptured itself away off to bless other scofflaws with it's presence. i pulled over to watch the iridescent glow of the helicopter's tail disappear into the starless atmosphere.

another beautiful in the concrete wasteland; san bernardino, babylon.