The Hen House

Cooped within ancient bodies, this inhabitant 
dwells amongst an elder net 
of crabby, crotchety, curmudgeonly claque 
of old folks, only a portion of population I met
which achey, flaky, kooky motley crue 
disgruntlement fed as peevish pet
aye be earnest asper assessment, 
but some getting ready and set
to lay down limb mitt less lives, 
even those who survived harrowing encounters as a vet.

quotidian gossipers punctuate air waves while: 
sitting, riding, quartering, puttering, operating, navigating, 
motoring around on scooters (the sole means of locomotion 

for many elderly residents), 
whose sole occupation incorporates:
yelping, yakking, whining, 
weeping, verbalizing,
uttering, thundering, squawking, 
squabbling, screeching, 
rumbling, quibbling, quarreling, 
prattling, pestering,
offending, needling, mumbling, 
maligning, leering, lampooning, 
kvetching, kibitzing, jabbering, 
irritating, insinuating, heckling, 
harping, gabbing, fulminating, 
fretting, exclaiming, emoting, 
denigrating, carping, cackling, 
begging, agitating, 
acting analogous to bad ass kids itching 
for playground foo fight during recess,  

which comparison might be apropos 
since majority of energy and time expended
complaining about nobody's business 
concerning this, that, or another tenant...
(management not exempt 
from badmouth outbursts), 
where nondenominational AARP 
qualified members congregate 
within what constituted former auditorium 
of repurposed elementary school,

hence quite some years ago 
(an honorable NON GMO gluten free 
cheerful toast made, instituting batter use 
then building standing vacant) 
a bona fide unanimous dogmatic, 
heroic, linguistic welcome sans titular viz zit head
where alumni of alluded alma mater, ivory fiery, 
classy academic solvent atomic structure
became amalgamated, appropriated, 
assigned a new life, whereat fob dost 
electronically activate innermost 
recessed sliding doors, principally, quintessentially, resoundingly availing maw formerly 
entrancing students into Schwenksville 
Elementary School, though some years ago 
repurposed with barely a trace 
constituting current subsidized 
how zing facility re: Highland Manor,

the residence of thyself and missus 
(approaching third month anniversary),
whereat I dune hot give a rats ass 
if aimless airless baseless banter, 
ceaseless chatter, dubious dabbling, 
et cetera if this solitary ruminate thinker
the subject de jure of parlayed people portraying penultimate purposelessness. 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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