if the rain wasnt bad enoughmaking him late for work people were behind the wheel at their cellfones  bluelights bathed the inside of their windshields and because they could do no more than idle forward they neglected to watch where theyre goinghorns BARKed they were shockedsurprised they had wandered across dividing lines  idling people were in no mood of giving way he could smell the angst through his cracked window above the belching gray exhaust streaming from tailpipes on sunny days you never see that shit its there nonetheless

he made a bet with himself

                             itd probably take him fortyfive minutes FUCK! fifty minutesfifty minutes to drive the eight miles he had to go to get to work fifty minutes of his life sitting on his ass inside a car in the rain

he had half a mind to play with his dick

he left several car lengths ahead of himself between him and the vehicle he trailed

it always was too much for some wisenheimer in the lefthand lane figuring theyd lurch hard right into his lane and make up a cars lengthmebbe two lengths ahead of where they were evidently trying to dissuade themselves that they werent a rat in a cage FUCK YOU Pick up your hard cheese an eat it 

in the ten-minute-not-a-half-mile idle four cars lurched in front of him  two pickups two sedans  all late models 

only the last peeved him

there was no difference between the four except the last had an In Loving Memory decal centered low on their rear windshield

he didnt bother to read in whos memoryhe was pretty fucking sure the departed wasnt clever enough to have submitted in their Last Will and Testament an ardent desire to be remembered via a decal on their loved ones vehicles their names emblazoned their birth and death dates configured the decal amended by happy angel wings Celtic crosses upturned praying hands cowboys boots Marine insigna BROTHER horseshoes if it were he hed have widespread soles of a womans shoes pointing up an separated by a mans soles pointing down between hers 

the decals were about as attractive as a tramp stamp What nonsense whawere they thinking sold a bill of goods  It has erotic appeal! its as erotic as toilet paper stuck to the bottom of ones shoe or the misfortune of a skirt tucked up inside ones pantyhose

in order to dampen his ire he left approximately four car lengths between him and it  the decal lost in the silver of the rain and the wash of exhaust  a mirage   a mindfuck

where theres a will theres a way

maybe he would play with his dick

1746,  Saturday,  9  3. 19

1228,  Sunday,  10  3. 19

Smashing Pumpkins  Rat in the Cage  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K8BjKQkym8w