Sharing Ears I

 

sitting in his room

hearing his music
sharing
with no earphones.
 
sitting on a train
music on my macBook
two ears close
side by side
plugged in earphones.
 
shouldn’t be me on
this seat.
she says, at least it’s not
his sheets.
sheesh.
 
she’s not a painting
like the ones on his wall
and if he touched her
she’d come to life.
 
she can’t hide
but there’s a list
of things she sees
hears and likes
music things
speaking of which
after the setlist she heard
him play
her heart squealed,
saying,
 
“the music found me.”
 
 
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