My neighbor

I watched my neighbor out on the street
Outside of my window,
Walking around in circles and
Speaking in tongues.
I assumed he was to preoccupied
To chat about the weather,
as the other guests in his head
Were talking his ear off.

I continue to punch keys,
Looking down and up again.
I see the right side of his head bleeding.

I guess we won’t be talking about the weather anytime soon.
I go and grab another beer.

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