One time a van full of some ladies pulled up my upper driveway which is never used and at the time was grown over with weeds and had a lot of snow on it and came to my front door and they were looking for the people next door. I was normal about it and didn't shoot them because I don't have cordite and hamburger for brains.
looking out to the street, peering through nearly closed blinds. watching my neighbor mowing his front lawn side to side. shaking my head, raising the mug to my frowned lips.
this city.
these people.
they are shrouded in darkness.