Ecstasy: A Poetry Book

Your City, Town or Neigborhood

"Alone in My Home"

Houses lined up

All shapes and colors

Watch the dancing buttercup

Drunk men singing

The music from the karaoke

Along with a child crying

This is my home

And even though I love it

I'd like to be alone

Just this once

I want the streets to be empty

Without any fuss

No people, no cars

Just me and my town

Where I can scream until my voice is hoarse

But I'll have to deal with this

And even though it can be annoying

It can also fill me with bliss

My town, loud and troublesome

Happy and extroverted

I love you, my home