Hanging Out the Window
Still, in our underwear,
we yell, “Murderer!”
at the man hanging out his window
– next building over from us,
as he knocks the pigeon nest
off his brick window ledge.
Yet, we will support his store
in the morning when I buy
my $1.50 24oz Budweisers,
and you will comment
on how the shelves have dust
and the prices are almost at cost.
Horror Sleaze Trash 