thank you, mr.
grabowski
oh, mr. grabowski
i read the news that you are leaving
after years of dedicated service as the building
superintendent
and i truly don’t know what i’ll do without you
so thank you
thank you for the years of smoking cigarettes
outside my bedroom window at three in the morning
thank you for shouting into your cell phone
as i tried to sleep
thank you for waxing the hallways at 10 p.m.
on a sunday night
thank you for shrugging when you couldn’t shut off the heat
even though you turned it on when it was still hitting
seventy outside
thank you for offering to fix our broken window two years
ago
i’m sure that part you needed probably got lost in the mail
thank you for letting your grandkids scream
in the hallway all night
and for your teenage daughter and her whore friends
screaming outside my living room window
while the wife and i tried watching a godard film
thank you for letting her watch our cats
and almost dehydrating them in the process
thank you for never fixing the elevators
and for letting the garbage pile up so high
that the building got infested with cockroaches last summer
thank you for all of the mundane talks
when i was trying to get my mail
your enlightened views on race relations and the state of
the nation
always gave me pause
thank you for spraying my windows when they were open
thank you for blowing leaves at six in the morning
after a night of horrible sleep
and for letting the snow on the walkway turn into ice
because staggering home drunk in the winter
was always an adventure
thank you installing my deadbolt at an angle
and thank you for leaving paint splatters on the floor
thank you for your idiot son
who liked to play football on the street at midnight
thank you for cleaning up all of the wine and whisky bottles
then gossiping about me outside while i read proust on the
couch
and thank you for telling the other tenants
that my wife and i were the ones smoking pot
and then denying it
thank you
thank you, mr. grabowski for all that you’ve done
over the years
you’ll be sorely missed.
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