city surf pulling through
the ears, cars breaking air.
eating this Joe down to me,
four walls blink back at the
breach of security.
creaky floorboards, fibrous
webs weighing dry saps
next door.
having to wear the reverberations
of their foot-filled minds.
leaky toilet lightly twitters...
eyes scan the corners of objects
in skips of beat.
the shadow of a bird flies across
the ribs of an antiquated radiator.