You Gotta Hide Your Sonnet Away

in this click-away world
Romeo looks for porn on
his i-pad and Juliet brushes
up on her icons and
trashes the Biebs forever

this war between families is
all about bikes in the hallway
and late-night deals behind
the dumpster and screams

yes there are always screams
rattling down the rooftops

EMS arriving screams about
the blood and the police are
never too far behind the event
though the child with the
welting face might disagree

always a war of words which
leads to events

you gotta love this urban
hideaway even though
the Tim’s on the corner closes
at midnight and doesn’t open ‘til four