30 day Notice

My time on 12th and Centre in San Pedro. They shot the last scene of friday part two at my former home......I know so what!

30 Day Notice:

It stinks

the air wreaks of surrender

Large mounds of trash

lay still in the Alley

next to my Small green abode

Gang Graffiti faces my North

hopelessness faces my south

Rough black youths use my alley

as a throughway

and bathroom

strutting through with bad intentions

my neighbors stare at me

with owl like orbitals 

staring 

glaring

attempting to pierce 

my soul

and locate my secret

place

I stay in a one level, two roomed

green shack

owned by a former male figure skater

from Palos Verdes

he collects the rent, always during the day

My small home sits on the corner of 12th and Centre

police sirens mix with Mariachi Music

the two create a disco of the damned

This is my reality

but it suddenly becomes clear

my thirty day notice

will start

tomorrow

Reviews

[NZane]

I like this one :) As said below, it kept me wondering until the end o: Good job:)

[Kenneth The Poet]

I like this, it's an amazing slice of life that's for sure.

[Becky C Strukamp]

Very nice poem.

[Sindhuja Seshadri]

Simply a great write. :)

[dead man talking]

we have trouble with gangs of youths on the estate we live on, i hate it but hey thats life

[rwar ish me]

wow
very nice piece!
~Amai

[EMF]

This is great, and feels like an opener for a novel. If it is/were I'd buy it. No BS. It's a little disjointed in flow, but that is part of what works. It puts you on edge, won't let you relax. Great work. So glad you sent it through

[Branch Isole]

Great poem. Build up is paced correctly and the end leaves the reader captured and wondering. Good job.