she was tall <br />blonde hair <br />not especially beautiful <br />unmarried <br />early forties <br />and through <br />thin walls <br />came to know <br />her existence <br />mostly alone <br />two years <br />my next door neighbor <br />but for a three month stretch <br />laughter with a man <br />love making with a man <br />perhaps happy <br />don’t know <br />then gone for awhile <br />came back <br />no hair <br />gaunt <br />Alice <br />the super’s wife <br />visiting often <br />speaking words <br />of comfort <br />hope <br />but there was <br />none <br />dead a month later <br />wept <br />really wept <br />we never talked.<br /><br />Charles Chaim Wax<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thin-walls/
