strange sights

Tinnitus rang from a basketball pounding in the lot on the other side of the road. Cars revolved through parking at Tim Hortons on my right. Spent bullets had marked the 1970's car, boat really, listing at the corner for the light to turn green. Metallic star shapes spattered like musical notes up the side. It was a surreal experience and yet common - violence transcribed to beauty. I was glad I hadn't missed it.