BITCH ASS NEIGHBOR

the life he hears but can not see
as he lays dying
he hears the sounds of life below
the sounds of love and dancing rhythms
cozily oozing their way through his walls
they torture him in his quiet tomb
he wishes to decay
in his quiet lonely cave
but sounds of laughter and love batter his bitterness and beseech him in his brooding
depressing him deeper into his downfall of disappearing
he’s dying every day
while I am living in 5k