Thursday, February 4, 2010

Listening Through The Wall

Jeffery heard her crying through the wall
accusations hurled at an inknown male
who mumbled then slammed
the front door and drove away.

She sobbed until after midnight,
then silence.

Was she sleeping?

Jeffery wanted to knock on her door
and introduce himself,
offer her comfort, a shoulder to cry on,
but then he heard the other man return
to say, “I’m sorry.”

Jeffery knew he wasn’t needed
so he stayed at home and waited.

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