i can't hear you

she spoke so

softly

i could hardly hear her,

i'd move

closer

but she'd whisper even

softer

as i slid

my chair towards hers.

it was almost

as if she didn't want

me to know

that she really had nothing

to say

of interest.

but i tried, i really did,

turning my good ear

towards

her moving lips,

fluttering like feathers

on a bird.