NaPoWriMo #11

neighbors II

my next door neighbors
moved on from this place–rent’s
too high, and they’re too young to
keep struggling without a
sense of purpose.

both of them chose to
move back home for a few months,
maybe a year, maybe more.
I’m going to miss seeing
their smiling faces, watching
them mature even more
as the years gather themselves
one after the other.

who will I be saddled with
next door now?
will they be compassionate?
will they be respectful?
will they be okay with dogs?

so many questions, and the
cleaning crew hasn’t even
started preparing the unit
for walkthroughs.

settle down, brain.
settle down.


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