Sunday, June 8, 2025

neither friendly or unfriendly neighbors

i hardly
knew them. 
they arrived in a blue
car with the word
congratulations
soaped
on the back window.
a pair of tin cans were
tied to the bumper.
then two
babies arrived,
five years, in the making,
strollers,
and tricycles,
a small boy
kicking a ball.
they lived
two doors down, a few
yards
away, linked by a sidewalk
and fence.
and now
a sign, for sale, has gone
up.
the house is empty. no
one is at a window.
just one light has been left on.
but not a wave
goodbye,
not a nice to have known
you,
no forwarding address,
or words
like let's stay in touch.
already i've forgotten
their names,
which may have been
Joe and Barb.

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