(July 1975)
Crane the neck.
Look up.
Over the fence.
The eye’s see,
As the nose pops over the edge.
Look there!
Someone comes.
A trailer Dweller.
The neighbor walking the dog.
The dog does its thing.
Laughter.
Nosiness.
Jus’ gawking.
Seeing nothing important.
Feeling dumb.
Again the neck cranes.
Look up;
Look over the fence.
It’s a couple of girls.
Nothing important?!
But the walk off.
Never noticing.
Passing by.
Jus’ visiting.
Oh well…
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