A curse on both your houses

There's a syringe on the pantry floor
A left behind remnant
Of the hypodermic dream
That belongs
To former tenants

This is where I live now
My home
My castle
My place
By default
(I’m not from here)

There’s a history here
Filled with
Demons
Ghosts
Chased dragons
And I’m haunted
By these things
Not of my making

Exorcise these devils
Or bend them
To my will
This is
My house
And under this roof
My word is law
(I just live here)

There’s a crack pipe
In the cupboard
And the smoke
Of strangers
Fills my head
I am unsettled

This belongs to me
Now
And you
Are not welcome
Get you ass
Out of my
House

 

David Hargarten

David (Buddha309) Hargarten is a poet and the host of the regular Chicago literary spectacle, Waiting for the Bus, an open mic for poets, singer/songwriters, and storytellers.