Forgive the absurdity of the following. It was 4am and I felt inspired by my next door neighbor who had been listening to talk radio since three :)
Paper Wall
Thank you, dear stranger
Who's life sounds, through
Our shared wall bring
To my attention the
Sacrament of grey light
And shadow, before sun king
Rebels against the power
Of the crescent moon.
Thank you, dear neighbor
Whom I never see
Yet know your voice
Made familiar by intervals
Of eavesdropped chatter
And midnight mumblings.
From you learned I
The art of hearing.
Thank you, dear friend
For calling to mindfulness
My slumbering senses.
I could have missed
Without your aid the
Eternal, ethereal conversation
Of birds, too sacred
For the hours of day.
Thank you, and thanks
Again. To you
I Owe more than
Raccoon eyes at breakfast,
When he asks how I've slept. To
You, I owe
My wakeful senses.
Love.
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