.   and Kant, remained the classical bachelor example; kept a cat, thought about walking the dog, forgot about the dog once a need for a leash became apparent... instead replaced the leash with a shadow, and the dog with a clock.

she thought me smoking
cigarettes outside of my window was
the problem...
infringing on the concept of
private property -
but there's this thing called
a maternal instinct...
yeah... and there's this plateau
of a civility concept...
and private property rights...
yet... and yet...
her baby suffered...
and... she... addressing me
in her underwear...
with bare thighs showing...
   me smoking a cigarettes
outside of my own window...
and yet! and yet!
she...
    missed the major problem?
even i didn't miss the main
problem...
       THE ******* HEATWAVE!
so, dear, whoever you,
who i've lived side-by-side to
for the past 15+ years...
and have only spoken to since
then...
      you're telling me
that me smoking a cigarette on:
THAT IS YOUR PROPERTY...
THIS IS MY PROPERTY...
******* English!
   - and the current heatwave
is not doing more harm
than me exhaling the smoke
in the opposite direction?
couldn't you move
the poor ****** from room
to room, to find him
a cold spot?
   oh right... mother aged 40+ years
old... i guess the maternal instinct
dried off... have
to blame your child's suffering
on your neighbours...
but not on the heat...
              BUT NOT ON THE HEAT...
THE ACTUAL PROBLEM!
no... ah...
   but a day later...
when the sun suddenly decided to
edge into a shyness - hiding -
the little ******* stopped crying...
oh no no... heat was never
the prime reason for the little *******
being in pain... even though
i too found myself looking for a cold
surface to extend a portion of sleep!
maternal "intuition":
what? the sort that can't identify
the main problem, namely the heat?!
well, **** me shiver and
the falling timber!
   jolene! jolene! jolene! joe! lean!
  maternal instinct my ***...
     the little ****** is crying
from the heat... i'm synonymous
with him, looking for extra shade...
and a cold slab floor
like some Count de Monte Crisco...
         by some Awank *******...
in England...
   reiteration of property rights...
is virtually non-existent -
     i can't, by such rubric...
take a shower... ****-naked...
     i can't smoke a cigarette on
my property...
  given... that a woman, who has had
fer first child aged 40+,
has the maternal instinct,
of a ******...
   who can't tell the difference between
a man smoking a cigarette from his
window... from...
                 THE ******* HEATWAVE!
****-bait... ****-habit...
       one of those itchy topics.