in Woodstock St flourishes by the front gate
despite me being told to get off their lawn
last time I took a slow walk up history’s curving drive
to visit Ligouri and Menkens founder and builder
found a drunk guy from the student lodgings in stubbies
he said it’s my fucking lawn this is my house bitch
and ran at me until a lady from the second floor
yelled out at him to stop those porches are all
boxed off little caverns we don’t walk there
anymore the new order seems it must be closed
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