You know that I pissed on your lawn this morning, and
no one comes down this street because it’s so desolate
in this neighborhood?
I haven’t seen a black person in days, and that’s a little
weird, don’t you think?
No one comes down this street after midnight and cops
only roll through this space when there’s construction
in this neighborhood.
All I see around here are cat eyes and street hockey equipment
reflecting the sunrise.
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