May 26

Ode to an ugly townhouse


Someone designed you.


Why the decorative brick and beige vinyl siding?

You could have been anything. You could have been glassy. Townhouse, we could have been beautiful.

I stop on my bicycle and I remove my helmet before the mournful shadows within you. Does the carpet in you smell of cigarettes and Captain Highliner? I check my email. Nothing good. I see that on Twitter no one favourited that thing I wrote about hummus.

Oh ugly townhouse. I hit favourite for you.