the landing.

i sit,

and you sit too.

he sits.

she sits.

and he sits too.

downstairs,

someone turns on the t.v.

and i stop and listen.

i think it's sports.

people upstairs walk down

the steps,

they're looking at me,

i know

and at you,

at him and her and him,

and the books we have.

i drink some water,

and look at your hand,

listening to the piano music

coming from down the hall...

then i remember

i have work to do.