he says

he says
he never really listens
to the lyrics of a song
that the beat of the music
is all that matters

he says
that contemplating
the mysteries of life
is a waste
when we could be living

he says
to go to sleep
in the middle of the night
when i lay awake
listening to his breathing

now i wonder sometimes
if he ever did hear my words
or simply liked the rhythm
of my heart beating