My neighbor wears Army boots

My neighbor wears army boots
23 hours a day,
his footsteps echo down to me;
As I stare at the ceiling where I lay.

Before I lived here
I thought the most annoying music was Rap,
but Bolivian folk music
has brought a change to that.

The stairs that go up
are directly behind my bed.
The door that slams shut
would probably wake the dead.

Without a doubt I think he has a
loss of hearing,
most of his conversations
I cannot keep from hearing.

His kitchen table, too big for the room,
has revolving chairs,
he moves each one seven times
as I look at the ceiling and glare.

He taps his boots in time to his
beat
I accompanied that with a kitchen
cabinet,
3 times closed nice and sweet.

I know it could be worse,
He must be 65 at least by a day.
I thank the Lord with all my heart
that he is not 23 with Metal music to play.