breezy (9/3/15)

the wind used a normal
speaking voice when she told me
that she too would prefer
that the neighbors dispense
with those fucking chimes

she faltered a little at my back
while I walked to mailbox
digressing into mumbles
about avoiding their aimless
addition of noise

that night she sobbed
and I cleaned up pine needles
and broken bottles from the
porch after breakfast
wondering

who might notice first
if I took them down