i paint my front door red.
not the dull burgundy red
the condo board insists on, but
a wild cherry red,
a Christmas red, a Chinese red.
i nail a red wreathe of berries
onto it as well.
i know i'm in trouble.
eva braun will be coming by
with her storm
troopers
at some point, as they make
their rounds with their clipboards
and cameras,
and i'll get a notice,
a warning, another warning
and then a final warning.
but i like my door, and i want
to see how long
it lasts, before they
hang me in the public square.
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