Gone

My last sane neighbor
has moved on.
They moved back to San Antonio
where they originally came from.
And now we are left with the
neighbors from hell whom I also had
an encounter with.

Everything is quiet now,
a bit dark at night.
The compound still reeks
of dog poo and pee but
Shadow - the wonder dog that
barks at nothing is still doing
his job as a sikyo dog.

Their old jeepney is still
parked near the gate and has been
the dogs shelter ever since.

I am wary of going anywhere now
since the house and the compound can be
accessed by these drugged fools
anytime.
It makes me a bit paranoid I know.

So whats a gal to do...
I keep myself awake at night.
Vary my routines.
Notice everything even if its just the wind.

We also keep the gates closed at night
but these a-hole students have no manners
and leave the gates to our compound
open all of the time.

I want to hang them upside down on the gate
to teach them a lesson on
how-to-not-annoy-your-bitch-of-a-neighbor.

And perhaps someday you would read about
me in a tabloid somewhere - the nutty neighbor
who locked everyone up and ate the key.