I sent away ten messages,
naught but nine returned.
Eight cigarettes,
I smoked them all
on the way.
Seven knocks at a time
on the loud metal
of apartment six's door.
Five minutes
'fore neighbors anger
'came corporeal.
I tried to fight past
only so much I could have done.
I was simply outnumbered.
Three to one.
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Author's note: That was really fun!!! -JG-
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