Dear person outside my window,
I see you out there,
Peeking in.
Creep.
Get out of my tree!
You're scaring the dogs.
Dear person outside my window,
Fourth floor apartment!
No trees,
But you're still here.
Dear person outside my window,
I moved again!
New state,
Sixth floor.
No balcony.
But I guess you don't care.
Dear person outside my window,
I am so done with you!
New country!
I changed my name!
Got a penthouse on the 72nd floor!
Private security!
CCTV!
I'm seriously just done!
Dear person inside my room...
YOU ARE READING
The World According to Dini.
PoëzieA collection of poems to give readers a picture of life in Diniville