what’s the deal with nosy neighbors
peeping-toms, and psychopaths?
what crime have we committed
to beget their neverending wrath?
well, of course, aside from looking über-sexy in a thong
but that’s on them for spying
for you see, we have done nothing wrong
is their daily routine so bereft of things that they might do
to occupy their idle hands and bid the devil’s plans adieu?
or is it far more likely
that the truth is of a darker nature
huddled in their chambers scrawling litanies neath dwindling tapers
summoning presumptions amid scenes of sordid ceremony
passively aggressing their egregious errs of sanctimony
leaving one to shudder when imagining their true intentions
manifested by the impetus
of grave misapprehension
always is their ire aware
conspiring to construct illusions
culled from inane ennui
and hyperbole of such minutiae
on the hour
up to the minute
their rote resolve will not diminish
diligent recalcitrants oblivious to their own menace
growing more contemptuous with every peal of pompous laughter
pushing past the precipice
that separates the here and after
verily reducing us
to fodder for their vapid prattle
casting grand aspersions with an ardor apt for epic battle
critiquing our shower singing,
bathing naked ‘low the sun,
practicing new pole maneuvers,
pumping iron with glistened buns
it’s okay, we understand
they just can’t help but be insipid
static in their lack of life
resenting those of us who live it
how pathetic can one be
to spend their time defaming others
funny, that despite their claims
it’s their minds skulking in the gutter
let’s be honest
what is “hate”
but fervid love thought unrequited
if you love us, let it show
there ain’t no point in tryna hide it!
I LOVE how it points out the idiocy of the writer in NOT noticing writer has some identical chit going on within self!
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I love this on so many levels! I live in a neighborhood of old people, eyes perpetually at the edges of curtains, watching our every move. I’ve wondered what drives them, if it’s boredom or curiosity or something more sinister. I can’t say I look Uber-sexy in a thong or do anything worthy of their attention. Your neighbors must be different, LOL!
be it in the shower singing,
bathing naked ‘low the sun,
practicing new pole maneuvers,
pumping iron with glistened buns
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