Friday, January 01, 2010

THAT WAS D E C E M B E R

Hello and warm greetings for the new year and great moons!




U: why does this tangerine say Holiday Cootie?




why would you want to give cooties?









There's not really a name for back yard neighbors,
and unless there's a compelling reason to know eachother you usually don't.
But they are just right there, washing dishes they are just beyond the window.
I hadn't noticed the unraveling of the house behind us.
I mean, we stopped seeing the elderly lady in pants suits.
We stopped seeing her cocker spaniels in the yard.
Her granddaughters stopped coming over to jump on the trampouline.
Eventually the trampouline was gone,
and so was the ladder for an ancient swimming pool.
The tree got deader.
An orange cat started living in the garage,
going in and out through a hole in the roof,
first a small hole, now a foot square.
But I didn't really see it until
a homeless guy moved his things into the granddaughters play house,
nailed a bedspread over the window opening,
tossed a turkey carcass out into the alley.
So what does the front look like?
A note on the front door posting that the house was winterized.
The bank listed it at half its worth
a bunch of people looked at it and looked at clip boards,
and for now it's a shell with no crab.







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