Back in '99 everyone sat on their stoop,
while we ran through the water from the fire hydrant.
Double Dutch ran all the way down the block until 9 p.m.
Neighbors sat on the porch with beer in their hands while smoking a blunt.
We had no idea that half of the block were trap houses.
Or the fact that there was a bed bug chamber not that far away.
Bugs travelled through all the row homes right after we left.

Eighteen years later, I drove down the block.
Some stayed, some moved away; still doing the same old thing.
Some windows boarded up, some broken.
No double dutch, no street ball, or chalk on the sidewalks;
Just the same old bugs crawling around.
Buckius St..what a small *** street.