Martin Tielli
World In A Wall
The X has moved out.
Out of this house
(in)to the outside around it.
I watched her feet pound it.
It didn't work out.
First there's a click,
then there's a breeze
somewhere outside in the trees,
and the bathroom just sits
with the memories of a million shits.
There's a world in a wall
that's dark and it's small.
Here gathers the mighty dust ball
on a pink fiberglass bed
for the screwdriver left there.
The mite and the spider.
The multi-legged wonder
that last week had scared her
and broke our silence with laughter.
She's like a mouse,
I know she's around It's a gnawing sound.
Leaves little brown poohs
Letras de cancionesfrom a little pink bum.
Inside the closet.
Around the files.
Behind the crates.
She's barely adolescent.
Up on the counter -
that's where I caught her -
little pink tongue
licking the butter.
There's a world in a wall.
The mighty dust ball.
The mouse and the spider
pause by each other
and move on.
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