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My building’s full of little holes with heads in

Staring at the street. They sometimes topple forwards

Then stick at one another, passing freaks

They rarely speak and though I don’t feed them--

Still they keep their double (their quadruple) chins

Their garbage bins are emptied each day. By night waiting with lights off

Their cats out, their wives in-- they’re PEEPING! They’re peeping

At the methylated man who spits in a can, spreads his hands

For silver, pans for gutter gold. He mutters old forgotten songs

His father taught him, rolls on the floor. He rolls in alcoves

Gets caught in waterfalls down rotting walls

(He's bored.) My friends applaud, throw pennies and wait. .

Peeping from the gallery

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