only my ear drum between us
with her laughing up against it
this partition shaking
as if even this she wished down
with us in one room
with nothing on
with nothing between us
how near we are,
how bare we’ve been together
unable to enjoy it fully
because of blood ties
too close to be as close
as we could have been
as we wish we were
when she laughs
up against me near
up against my ear drum
the music of this,
us in its melody,
in this vibration
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
2:30 a.m. 118/11/07
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