Like the corner of my mind

An ode to my previous home (I like my new place much better but figured it's a good idea to remember what I left)

Oh Park of Hayden
How I will miss
Your many facets

The constant traffic
Both mechanical and pedestrian
Like a polluted stream

The first night; auspicious
The drunk, woman beater upstairs
Shattered the front window

Two cars broken into
In two years
Why steal cell phone accessories?

What better way to wake at 2 a.m.
Then to hear drunken girls peeing
Outside my bedroom window

The Betos, ever present
Greasy taco smells
Greeted me every morning and evening

Goodbye temporary home
I shared with my cold-hearted Ex
May you be burned to the ground
And your foundations salted and radiated
As a warning to future generations

LOL, I think I may be a bit bitter. Or maybe the new place is so cool that the old place really does feel like a place where war crimes were committed.