The southern window of my house
has much nicer music than my other.
Domesticated cats in love
songbirds trying to out-do each-other
Postman moped traffic and a distant train
about to go to distant train-related stops.
My northern window is a city street
of fumes and quarrel
and retarded fucking teens
playing mobile phone music
they think is gangsta.
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