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