the woman next door
may
be a man.
i like the sundresses
she wears,
but the beard and the Adam's
apple
both seem
to be clues
and her singing voice
in the shower,
which is fine.
live and let live
i always say,
but i'd like to borrow
some of
the power tools
i see her
using in the yard.
the tree saw,
the hedge trimmer
and the post
hole digger.
but we haven't met yet,
and i don't know how
to introduce myself.
or what to bring
when i welcome her
to the neighborhood,
a Philly steak sub sandwich
and a beer,
maybe some pork
rinds,
or shall it be some cheese
and crackers,
white wine?
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