.Oh.
She’s got chronic screeching brakes.
Her front door’s hinges, dehydrated
Grunt when swiveled swiftly.
A circa 1980s neighborhood,
Who’s modest condos house creaking staircases.
All this cacophony,
Granted the adulterers
An opportunity to make the evidence vanish
Like autumn leaves in hurricane force winds.
But they did nothing but lay there.
Naked, unstitched, unclean;
In their own grease, disintegrating.
How does an adult “run away” from home?
When she’s caught him with the devil in a cozy nest of tangled blankets.
Four brown legs entwined like wrestling branches…
Too careless to conceal what they conspired.
Her front door’s hinges, dehydrated
Grunt when swiveled swiftly.
A circa 1980s neighborhood,
Who’s modest condos house creaking staircases.
All this cacophony,
Granted the adulterers
An opportunity to make the evidence vanish
Like autumn leaves in hurricane force winds.
But they did nothing but lay there.
Naked, unstitched, unclean;
In their own grease, disintegrating.
How does an adult “run away” from home?
When she’s caught him with the devil in a cozy nest of tangled blankets.
Four brown legs entwined like wrestling branches…
Too careless to conceal what they conspired.