Let it ride
She writes to me
and says it’s easy to point out flaws
when you aren’t the one driving
every week
she mows her yard down
until its barely visible
as an offering
to the HOA goons
I tell her it’s a scam
she ought to be living here with me
where I can let my jacobs ladder grow
for the whole HOA to see
‘cus none are the wiser
I kinda like the look
it suits me
“I like the flowers I don’t care where they come from”
I tell her and she just laughs
she sends me a virtual hug
and I send her mine
One day
I tell myself
one day
both of us are gonna have to let this ride
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I really enjoyed this poem