true story made up

7:02 p.m. at the crosswalk waiting for the light to change on k st. this dude sidles up to me real close the red light is a long one something is a bit off about this guy he's way too close but then the light changes green and i cross the street my backpack feels off so i slide it down my arm and see that the zipper is open i look behind me across the street at the dude who has this puzzled expression wrapped on his mug for he who had hoped to pilfer maybe a cellphone or laptop got instead the collected poems of thom gunn