Percolation

My home is one of five at this address,
and I took on responsibility
to pay the common bills, and then assess
from others what they ought to send to me.
The latest invoice had some mystery.
I circulated questions. They got shook.
But I just bore the hours patiently.
They came around. Some time was all it took.

(Huitain)

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