I wonder
how apartments
ever came to be called complexes
the people who live
where I live
are anything but complex
most of them
hang-out like laundry
that ought to have been brought in days before
loitering near the smoke shack
my Midwestern upbringing informs me that
smoke shacks are for sausages
and not for people
however if you look just a wee bit closer
you will most likely notice
most of my neighbors are
slowly coming out of their casings
they're yesterdays' news
the hit parade with mostly near misses
and b-sides.
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