Sounds from Far Away

it's
only
when
we went
so far
that everything
around us
started
to
fall apart

glass
against walls
sounded
abstract

tinkling of glass
still within
my thoughts

even days
after you
walked
outside
that door

thuds
of rolled up
newspapers

sounds

from another world

was how
I knew
days
had
passed

slithering
sounds
behind
the couch
I lay on

roots
of emerald plants
poking up
through
cracks
in floorboards

earthy-flowery
kind of smell

permeates my nostrils

the tiredness of eyes
lids slide closed

nothing
to disturb
me now

only sounds

from some
far away

jungle