The boy upstairs

is entertaining again,

a could set my clock

by football on the stairs.


I see him sometimes,

coming and going on the stairs

or going to the movie shops.


swometimes i hear him late at night

playing sad music

or walking overhead.

he smiles during the day 

but not at me

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