Walking Home At 3AM

Pigeons scatter in the alley
when I throw them crumbs,
someone must have scared
them too much to trust me today.
Ahead, a drunk exits a bar
just as I am approaching.
He doesn’t see me behind
him as he staggers from one side
of the sidewalk to the other.
When I try to go around him
he staggers back to the other side.
So I quick sidestep him and skip
away as he coughs. I startle
him and he stops coughing. And after
I take a few steps I hear him yell
“hey, where the helluh you come from?”