Hart Street Mayhem

I was sitting in your house

on Hart Street

the new owners had five children,

two girls and three boys,

they were crowded but happy

packed into the small space

with the big yard and plenty

of space but it seems
the road had been closed

to accommodate drag racing
for the weekend.

Drivers revved up their engines

screeching across the asphalt

coming to a stop at the finish line.

Visitors from all over milled around

so residents sold trinkets 

along the sidewalk 

making a little cash for all their trouble.

The neighbors were worried with the changes

then you wandered in upset with the crowds

rushing to the restroom to fix your Mohawk

glad you moved out when you did.

Two dogs started to bark

then we placed our bets 

for the next race

waking-up before the 

night was done.