summer sounds

summer I open my window
it’s hot as hell and sounds like hell
hearing shrieking freakish laughter
swishing bike chain rattled railings

then lots of feet running somewhere

sirens car crash TV gunshot
sounds from a window below and
above dull thuds real life beating
a belt buckle swings a door slams

feet with nowhere to run to, run

hear foxes fuck and babies cry
and I can’t quite tell which is which
a couple argues, hot and angry
same tired lines born of tiredness

I hear a shower running, time alone

heels click on concrete women laugh
wobbling home cracking jokes and
making me smile they’ve been dancing
on feet that escaped for a while

sounds good happy feet strolling home

there is not often laughter here
gangs gather and no-one collects
the bins or opinions from us
or them so good families left

quiet footsteps echo sometimes

sound of me closing my window taking the heat