Just the Lowly Neighborhood Pariah
Or Why the Norm Should Be the Muzzle

They’d knocked on the door, one after the next,
so the neighbors revealed almost a year later
They’d wanted to know about the guy next door
who’d just moved in,
who’d protested on THEIR Fourth of July celebration,
who’d held a placard with FUCKING written on it
The neighbors suggested I should skip it this year
because people just wanted to have fun and eat
their hotdogs and cotton candy during that holiday
They didn’t care about the First Amendment and said
they probably didn’t even know what it meant
If you don’t want to be the neighborhood pariah,
I wouldn’t do it if I were you