Listening
"Sit at your desk and listen." Franz Kafka
Listen to the chorus of people hollering outside your window, and to that intermittent motor as it starts and stops repeatedly.
Listen to the kids at the nearby elementary school as they negotiate and compromise during recess.
Listen to how your eyes close in the warm sunlight as you start your day on the roof.
Listen to the wind whisper near concrete.
Listen to your own unresolved stomach and the roughness of your feet.
Listen to your calf muscles, which carry you around.
Listen to the nesting pigeons that never seem to stop moving.
Listen to the truck backing up.
Listen to the shifting shadows dancing on the wall.
Listen to your own not-so-silent beating heart.
What a treat to read your poetry!