next door mows his lawn
in the nude,
except for a wide brim
straw hat
and flip flops.
he's one of those,
i guess,
unabashedly
cutting his grass,
sans clothes,
as his
protruding pink
belly,
and pork and beans
swing
in the breeze,
exposed to the world.
this goes on the whole
summer
until i find an enormous
funneled bees nest
and hang it on
our shared fence.
i then hit it with
a bat, causing the show
to mercifully end.
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