Sinning Sinners and Their Sinful Sins

We met at an intersection Him there with brooding eye A solitary gym sock Pulled halfway up his calf Riding a bike that wasn't his We met and we dodged The cars that pulled us to them Sure to make us break Any concentration Between this rival and I I cracked a little In my blended smirk and Venemous glances Caught him in sudden sentences That tumbled profane From his lips came an ooze A dark chocolate banter Fighting to cover his stench that made little comprehension Amid the drowning sounds He put the pedal to his toe And rocked back in anger And I rocked forward to be sure And we collided there A pile of crushed hatred we never knew