Juvenal

Beggar that I am, I am even poor in sleep, most nights.
You want in? Well, I won’t stop you, but I must say,
in these slant walls you’ll find only the gifts of Juvenal.
Would you like screech of rubber meets road at one a.m.?
Or there’s slam of door at four if you’d prefer it — no?
Then have a nice howl of dogs bewailing chainlink fences
or the cats mewling nextdoor – tumbledown tumbleweeds
cram into slat board windows. But birds are the stupidest
neighbors, squatting in avian attic. They can wing away.