Failed Experiment n+1

This poem is pretty bad, but my half hour is up. Oh well.

This woman,
she hun­kers on the stoop
smok­ing cig­a­rettes, then
lur
ches
up
right,
stretches and chucks
the butts into a
pud­dle. They stink
like ?.
Step
ping
down she
closes dis­tance
un­til rusty
chain-link
grips her fin­gers.

Across the street
a boy is learn­ing
how to bounce a red
ball. Bing!
This woman watches
for fif­teen min­utes.
Bing!
Bing!

Thump.
Bing!

For fift
een min­utes,
this woman watches
un­til the guard
comes Bing!
and she goes back
to three walls
and b
[ing!]
ars
and b
[ing!]
ed­time
at n
[b
in
g!]
e.

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