dirt on the welcome mat

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Penny post

To pony express

To parked cars

Halfway in the road.

Rain or shine,

Snow or sleet,

Safety’s never been

Priority mail.

This miniature metal condominium houses all types.

Showy, obnoxious advertisements curl uncomfortably

In the small, bland room, much to their distaste.

The neighbor is a humbler sort,

A handwritten letter scrawled on simple stationery,

Waiting patiently in its temporary home.

Several doors down intimidating bills crowd the space,

Wedged between fighting cousins, the credit card offers.

Leaving their renovated homes,

Simple country houses

And crowded office buildings at the end of the day,

Everyday people rush to check their mail.