Post Rent-Check Blues—1 BR / BA / Clear Cemetery View ![]() One hears sick neighbors make love, Cough through mildewed plaster walls, Smells paint fumes, garlic stench, Thick cigarette smoke drift ![]() Past rock club car alarms, Ropes pulling graveyard shift In church bell tongues, as lit screech Owls cast low hell-bent last calls. ![]() LIVE NUDE bass lines, nocturnal Dive bar animals, Crawl neon-drenched blocks, Claws lift plastic lids to sift ![]() Rank trash, stripped branches scratch Mossed rooftops wind chimes riff, Faint hangnail gods, as weak floor- Boards creak across dark halls. ![]() Each ambulance breaks, idles Side streets, vacant parking lots, Haunts booked next for some Funeral home car wash. All ![]() Night, police sirens answer fears, Cold dead-end calls, Old complaints lodge with land- Lords: noise, heat, mold, dry rot. ![]() Still, gas leaks, pipes pour dirt- Cheap music, till steam’s caught Off-guard, train whistles sleep- Walk outskirts, dump trucks haul ![]() Sad one-act scripts, mix sound- Tracks buried in plots stalled As blood clots (cue: throat clear, Scream, thunder sheet gunshot). ![]() Blinds raised as rent, ghosts, sin- Taxed angels whose encores play here, Dead tired, one jokes: at least Most folks backstage remain ![]() Near quiet. Strangers hack through Shared walls as air-damp stains Set, bedsheet curtains beat applause, Wings fall on prey, sills, deaf ears. |
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