I know I’m a head-to-toe beauty
in my bike helmet,
oversized headphones,
wool mittens and socks,
and navy blue-with-white-stripes
long underwear
worn underneath
my butt-padded
bike capris.

But really?
It’s six a.m.
and your honking horn
and horny cat calls
are making you
appear a little desperate.

Get a life.
(Though I must thank you
for the poetic inspiration)