Assemblage of Characters

Two men replace my neighbors roof.

Another one shows up every other hour to chat frailties and turn on the music.

Sometimes they drop a pannel in our side of the yard to be forgotten. 

Dog poop sticks to it, more leaving its own fingerprint.

I pick it up and bring to the house having work done.

Their truck sits outside blocking part of the sidewalk which is cracked and well lived.

Streets are quiet and witness me leaving the pannel next to the truck.

Leaving it stupidly looking.