Sounds in B-Flat

The backdoor opens
forcing
a scaling pitch then a
thump.
The creaks in the stairwell
give way to
staccato beats.
(we should really fix those one day)
On any other day,
silent sounds that
form
a rhythmic chorus of the familiar.
The flatness of your words,
not on or off key,
never sway in any direction.
Truth or lie.

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