JERK

I can't masturbate with my downstairs neighbors fighting
and it's all I want to do
once you've got your mind set on it, ya know...
but "Get the fuck out of my house" isn't much of a
serenade to the senses

it's got one dog barking
& the other one shaking
doors slamming
curses crossing
is this what love leads to?

I wait for it to get quiet
for long enough at a time
are they done yet?
can I just open up a little by myself?
just be half naked home alone...

and I hear now another "Fuck you!"
and I know
this must be why
I choose just to
fuck myself



--Tommy Anthony

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