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Neighbors co-habitat
Perhaps, not exactly,
But it seems that way
They are close enough
To imagine your life
And note some relevant details
The smell of
Freshly mowed grass
Could have been your own
It is always hard to tell
What goes on
Behind closed doors
Neighbors generally say hi
Or wave, sort through mail
Or at least chat about the neighborhood
Everything with a few exceptions
Appears to be smooth and calm
As their smile escorts them back to their house
Sometimes we invite them in
For a drink, or coined conversation
Or to hope for friendship close at hand
Neighbors can cause a tale spin
With sudden news of divorce
Or tragedy or complication
We look inside our own home
Or is it just a house, like a holding tank
Until we get the strength, or vulnerability to tell our own story
We barbeque side by side
In the suburbs of our separate lives
Unless we potluck for Independence Day
Lost in the burbs. Never cared much for Mac Mansions anyway.
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