softly
through the gruesome
plaster walls
there were bloody
screams earlier
of fuck you, asshole!
and I'll kill you bitch!
and
something horrid
like screaming death, pounding
again and again
on
the unyielding linoleum floor
but
now there is only jagged
laughter, the clanging of glasses
and
Zoot Sims his sax
crying Autumn Leaves
softly
through the gruesome
plaster walls
so
softly
it
breaks my heart
again
