52 SONGS

...the letter killeth, but the spirit giveth life...

Thursday, April 13, 2017

36. Neighborhood Watch

The screen door's grid when lit 
by sun hides all inside action
from possible gapers outside 
enjoying their afternoon
constitutionals. Perhaps
at night these same ambulants
pass by and sometimes, 
without malice, or conscious 
malice, glimpse what little life 
outside their normal purview 
can be seen, turning the head 
this way, nonchalantly, then that way,
without slowing pace,
looking but "not really."
If they feel their gaze has
been caught by those within
the dwelling they currently
go by, hoping no one’ll be 
on to them, I’m onto them. 



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