Industrial Suburb

Squirrels on wires dangle
and when they’re done
they don’t. Some kids
are cracking rocks
over a backyard
fence with broom handles,
not for lack
of proper equipment,
but for a challenge.
One of their older
sisters has her boyfriend
in the basement,
and they are whispering
about parts of themselves
always hidden behind
clothes and softer words.
The man who lives alone
in the rough house,
before the woods
and water tower,
drinks nothing but
the hard stuff
and waves his middle
finger in the air.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s