It is where we have to share
everything one doesn't want,
especially contagious noise,
because estates are infectious
to the point of being incestuous.
A certain repetitiousness can
be observed, one out all out,
water blaster, lawn mowers
chain saws, an orchestra with
no regard for day nor dinner.
Avoidance brings no dividend
for those in recluse, seclusion
grants no escape from the en-
passant gleaners who garnish
oral morsels with verbaliser.
The revulsion of wind blown
carnivore wafting's mixed with
carbon-monoxide from Polish
coal, barking dogs, droppings
of cat poo on vegetable gardens.
On line deliveries of the latest
**** and moss solutions as
advertised on television being
sprayed copiously without any
warning or consideration.
Unsolicited conversations, late
night television, cars parked in
precarious positions, plus being
observed ever minute, lace curtains
are the first sign of a mad woman.
