Apartment Neighbor
Kwyjibo
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A cool rush of air in this growling gut of summer.
There is only a wall between us,
and I swear I can feel you sticky skin from here.
Your natted red hair after a long day of work
tickling your freckled shoulders.
You pound on my door and I sit with you all night,
knowing you more.
We can't bring ourselves to acknowledge
how big this has gotten, so fast.
There are thousands of miles, keeping lovers apart,
and there is only a wall between us.
There is only a wall between us,
and I swear I can feel you sticky skin from here.
Your natted red hair after a long day of work
tickling your freckled shoulders.
You pound on my door and I sit with you all night,
knowing you more.
We can't bring ourselves to acknowledge
how big this has gotten, so fast.
There are thousands of miles, keeping lovers apart,
and there is only a wall between us.
The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway, is that its you, and that you're standing in the doorway.
I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
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Break down that wall.
Prologue
Gentles, perchance you wonder at this show;
But wonder on, till truth make all things plain.
This man is Pyramus, if you would know;
This beauteous lady Thisby is certain.
This man, with lime and rough-cast, doth present
Wall, that vile Wall which did these lovers sunder;
And through Wall's chink, poor souls, they are content
To whisper. At the which let no man wonder.
This man, with lanthorn, dog, and bush of thorn,
Presenteth Moonshine; for, if you will know,
By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn
To meet at Ninus' tomb, there, there to woo.
This grisly beast, which Lion hight by name,
The trusty Thisby, coming first by night,
Did scare away, or rather did affright;
And, as she fled, her mantle she did fall,
Which Lion vile with bloody mouth did stain.
Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth and tall,
And finds his trusty Thisby's mantle slain:
Whereat, with blade, with bloody blameful blade,
He bravely broach'd is boiling bloody breast;
And Thisby, tarrying in mulberry shade,
His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest,
Let Lion, Moonshine, Wall, and lovers twain
At large discourse, while here they do remain.
Exeunt Prologue, Thisbe, Lion, and Moonshine
(from "A Midsmummer Night's Dream", 5.1)
and there is only a wall between us."
I love that line!