Church Mice

i never hear the neighbors.

they are church mouse.

quiet.

hardly a cross word comes out

of their mouths.

not a yell or scream,

or argument.

no music, no sound from

the tv

against our shared wall.

no symphony of love being

made

in the early

morning.

or nights. no rattle of headboard,

or squeak

of springs.

no footsteps going up

or down

the stairs.

you hardly hear them at all.

and when

i see them on the sidewalk,

them going on

their way

and i mine,

they look so unhappy

as if 

something is terribly wrong.