A poem a day for 2013 - day 57 - Our untitled

I keep tip toeing
To not disturb the molecules knocking
The raccoon on top of the roof 
The neighbors fucking 
The taps on my keyboard
The digital clock blinking
Did you even know that 
Blinking made a noise
Will someone hush that flickering candle
The stoplight changing from red to green three blocks away
The refridgerator chilling juice and turkey and cheese
Dust falling onto the carpet
And then you 
And me