Voyeur

I hear its wings flapping. I just watched a curious scene unfold below. A man in a yellow raincoat got out of a white car. His hood was down and his coat was open. He felt unfinished. There was a woman in the driver’s seat. The man in the yellow raincoat gave her a sad peace sign with his fingers and looked back through the gate. He slowly went to his door and looked at it. The white car started to pull away. The man took something out his pocket and looked down at it. He turned back toward the street without opening his door. The woman stopped the white car when she saw him at the gate. He looked unsure. He spoke to the woman from a distance and walks slowly toward her. A car is coming around the corner. The white car is blocking the street. The woman moves her bag in the car and the man in the yellow raincoat slowly gets in. With no certainly the car moves off. The other car can now continue. quietly, in the rain. a bird’s wings flap above my window.