Empty Apartment
No more icy showers,
No rats, no roaches,
I’ll never trek reluctantly,
Up your five flights again.
No more neighbors’ yelling,
No slumlords, no supers,
No longer will I freeze,
In your dark bitter space.
Though I’m cautious and weary,
Of the next empty apartment,
I’ll never look back,
Once I step out of your door.
No, no, don’t you worry,
There will always be another,
To suffer inside the hell,
Of your suffocating walls.
Where you will try to break them,
Confine and oppress them,
Until they are empty,
Just like you. Just like me.
*For Matt Caliri's "Empty Apartment" Contest
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