I must escape

the woman that lives above me is a strange one

she is up at odd hours and fornicating
with her equally odd boyfriend at conversely
convenient times of day and night
when everyone is home and everyone
is listening
her scrappy ugly dogs are a constant nuisance
as they scratch at the floor above me
the man that visits brings out the freakish laughter
within her, it terrifies me
but it's a basement dweller's duty
not to be bothered by the peculiar, but
I am

with every emotion contained in my soul
I can't stand it
listening to her fuck
her freakish laugh and his
her rats bark and snap at each other and run laps
around a hundred square foot room
above my head
when she steals my hot water
I want to slap her across her ugly face
I hate her, but more importantly
I hate this basement apartment in which
I find myself stuck
from which I cannot escape and where
my sanity is slowly slipping away,
into the abyss in my bathroom
I have to escape
into the sunshine, into the rain
I must set myself free
from captivity
I have no choice but to leave this
destitute hole in the ground for something above
a place where the wind sits still so I may find peace
away from the thumping and scratching
of the strange woman that lives above me

she is killing my soul
and my nerve.