leaves the door open
overnight.
the next morning there are people
all over the house.
eating,
sleeping,
watching tv.
she's serving them food,
and drinks.
putting clothes
on their backs.
handing them money.
i ask her who are these people
that trespass?
she tells me to lighten
up.
they've traveled a thousand
miles to be here,
leaving their own
homes,
risking robbery and death.
perhaps you
should get a second job
or a third
to help them out.
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