Bross.

A note found taped to the bedroom window, second floor:

We wished of course that
the man on the lawn
Hips were gyrating.

The shirt was off,
No hula hoop.

What kind of milk mink mouse.

A note found taped to the bottom of the trash bag:

At the very least
We would have expected
The muse would have
Dropped by
By now.

At times she's shouting
"Health, Heart, Crimes."
And she's not shouting to me.
Shouting.

I've been reminded by milk Mindy
Take down the Christmas wreathes.