I would be the sound a heel makes when it strikes a bathtub
or maybe the noise of a sparkler fizzling out
yesterday I would have said
a slinky on the stairs
but today I think the turning of a page
or the gurgle of a stomach
or maybe the creak of a
bone or a glass bottle in a recycling bin
definitely not nails on a chalkboard
or a knife cutting Styrofoam
but probably closer to an engine
starting or a tree falling
or even a woman lisping
or a man sneezing
probably not a lion roaring or
a clock ticking
something closer to an echo
or a creek gurgling
or a garbage truck beeping
I’m almost certain I would be a key
turning in a lock.
But then again--
I might be the sound of a flower blooming.
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or a sheet of paper being impressed with your flowing poetical ink
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