My neighbor's name is Todd.
He's a about 6 feet tall, 190 lbs,
short blond hair, blue eyes,
thin rimmed gold glasses,
and could be considered to be
in perfect physical shape.
He's a military man
who uses the, "F" word
like a comma
or to describe just about anything.
"I fuckin' just moved in,
Nice to fuckin' meet you guys"
He said to me through the
rusted chain link fence
between our backyards
on an early summer afternoon
when I chose to play hockey against my shed
while he worked vigorously
under the hood of his
late model Hundai.
"Fuck, maybe we can have a beer
together sometime?
I hear all that fuckin' music you guys
are playin up there,
fuckin'.....
jus' wanna let you guys to know;
I love that shit."
Thanks Todd.
Sorry about about all the beer cans
and rodents on my side.
They're not mine,
I swear.
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