Monday, March 14, 2011

the sounds of our apartment

bus screech and bus go of wheels on pavement. engine that won't start but does. drunk man shouting above whistle of wind. wind, often, rustling windows, cabinets, floors. crackle and snap of radiators in morning. neighbor's faucet sound, and water through pipes. someone coughing. someone laughing. tea kettle screeching. someone singing softly in the distance, like so many thoughts of late. and you, in the other room, your quiet sleep breathing.

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