today on the streets

today i saw something on the streets of nyc i don't want to forget.
our nice, wee, family was out for an evening stroll.
just nonchalantly viewing the street scenes.
when who do we suddenly see ourselves surrounded by?
a rollerblade crew-
not just any rollerbladers but the hardcore type-
smelt of drugs
had some sick triangles drawn under their eyes
each sporting some crazy hair cut- the hardcore type.
backwards rollerblading and then instantly skidding to a halt.
looking for a fight.
rollerblade wars on the streets.
rollerblading like they owned the joint.
paying no mind to others- and making a point not to.
disrespecting while they were bladin.

and i couldn't help but chuckle inside my soul.
the most non-intimidating thing ever is someone on rollerblades.
get those sick tats
cut that hair crazy wild and dye it black as black
pierce that random body part
and garnish yourself with hardcoreness
then lace your face with hate and anger
and strap on rollerblades
and i instantly can't take you seriously.

may i join your rollerblade gang?
i'll slide into crosswalks with a skid
i will do some sick jumps in front of random passerbyers
my face will be mean and angry
and everyone will take me just as seriously as they take you....
thank you blade crew for making my whole summer.
i kindly thank you.