Renting

Upstairs neighbour
throws another verb fit;
Stomping,
chomping up the silence,
pounding her
grandma’s chair
through my ceiling.
We turn up the heat
to roast her out
but there she goes
snap, crackle
popping
against the
rice paper walls.
She’s a fire cracker
a peace hijacker
who dictates
the house
with her rat-a-tat-tat
and her bang bang bang;
Stucco on the outside
staccato on the inside
and a mouth like a war-zone.
We really gotta move.

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