Squabble

The squabble
Roared outside my window
And their screams
Jarred me awake
The group gathered
Silhouettes in their building’s entrance
While two grown women
Started to throw punches
This was my morning alarm
I waited for the birds to drown them out
But, stupidity was buoyant
Attached itself to the dawn
And I awoke
With idiocy smacking against my window

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