whispers

the city whispers

it teems with sweat, dreams, and love

threads weave, they tangle

the night croaks, stars honk

i set the sky alight, and

it whispers thank you

a pigeon flutters

whisper of wing against skin

they must all be deaf

cat wails in backstreet

alley, punctuates still air

is this a whisper

they were not whispers

and even if they had been,

you’d better listen.