“I Should Have Started Moaning to Bug Them Out”

“I Should Have Started Moaning to Bug Them Out”

I just got a place on Hamilton Street $350 a month plus utilities

One lease, four hes, counting me, and five shes Monday, moved in thinking, “Price you can’t beat!”

I woke up this morning to a real treat One of the girls apparently has fleas

This bitch’s bed springs had me thinking, “Geez!”

“Which are louder, the moans or the slapping meat?”

I figured out why the rent is so cheap My young virgin ears horrified again

I hope this love my roomate does not keep Loud fuckers they are, three times before ten From the ceiling is where these sounds did seep Through the ceiling boards and right to my pen

“Spring of 2007 Creative Writing Poetry Portfolio”

4. Sonnet