friends for life

when i lived

in a garden apartment in

god forsaken

temple hills

not far from the race

track

the walls were so thin

i could hear

a pin drop next door.

i could hear and listen

in on every

conversation

as they could mine.

i could hear the ding

of their toaster,

the flush

of a toilet.

the killing of a fly.

if they were arguing 

i'd shake my

head and try to decide

who was right,

who was wrong.

if they were happy and

laughing,

i'd laugh too

and write the joke down.

when they made love

at night

i'd blush at how wild

they were

with what they would say

in the heat of the moment

and do.

but i felt like

we were really close.

after  few months we had

become

friends for life,

although i never

met them in person

and never would.