The Daily Dread
Yesterday
The rustle of petticoats is the real music of a debutante ball
Sisyphus pushing
No decline on the incline
Or lies will roll down
as the atoms bind
to rustle up new moon shine
it's white lightning time
falling asleep to
the rustle of electrons
atom to atom

‘it’s white lightning time’–as in ‘let’s tear down the house’ while letting us know that the building will not be harmed in the process. And this is not our tax dollars at work. I still want to flatten him.
I’d say he broke his lease. If we were really a country of laws eviction proceedings would already be in progress.