Apathetic Landlord

The landlord

Was bored.

His mind was as decontrolled

As he wanted his apartments to be.

His thoughts—the landlord’s—went every which way

And none of them pleasing.

His son was no pleasure.

His wife was a dreary problem.

He was no bargain to himself, either.

It was only when he was fighting tenants

That he got some life.

Then he was a battleship with all its guns a-blazing.

Or he was a crafty, swift canoe gliding down the waters of plans for himself.

Otherwise, the landlord was a wreck.

God bless tenants who can bring an interest in life to an otherwise apathetic landlord.