no where to go

i never dot my little i's
 and i have scars on both knees
my elbows are as pointy as a
chicken bone and i have
brown eyes.
since when did it matter
to own a ladder, to
clean the gutters?
the neighbor is hiding
inside of my
basement, while spiders
crawl and rats sing him
the sleep. the stairs
led to a place, the cats
don't even go.