tonight
the walls
burble
radiator
groans
around
elevator
murmurs
dull
human
droning
sharp
floor
squeaks
just loud enough
to be
considerate conversation
listen, i say
they are talking to us
you ask
what are they saying
but when did
i become the
wall interpreter
head nestled
in your chest
heart vibrations
intermingling with
heady wall tremors
both tattooing
quick on my
ears like
catch it! catch it!
this
conversation
will be over
so soon and
i don’t even
know what
was said
i squint dim
into the bedroom
looking for an answer
modern day belshazzar
frantic head pacing
god damn
something
is written there
in the air
i trace your arms
hoping
the invisible ink
shimmering
child like overhead
has dried braille
on your skin
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