I hear the crows
...Or ravens?
Whatever they be
They shout their songs
Like impatient mothers needing sleep

I hear the cleaning of her feet
With sheets below her and above me
The kitten bathes between my knees

I hear the bus hiss down the street
Static strangers attend this church on wheels
Moving together with each bump that they feel

I hear a soccer game on TV
Roommates scream with loyalty

I hear myself as I keep typing
Same as my mustachiod dad's
What with the wall that we shared
Unaware
As he lulled me deep into dreaming

E.Poe
June 2014