at three a.m.
a car alarm goes
off in the courtyard
where i live.
i peek out the
window to see
the flashing lights
and not a soul
around. it's not
my car and there
is nothing you can
do, but listen
to the loud blaring
horn blast over
and over again.
then it stops,
then it starts all
over again. no
one cares. they
want the car to
be stolen, and
driven off to
someplace so that
we can all go back
to sleep.
Monday, September 6, 2010
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