there are still ways
of disappearing in place
the shoreline between 
living and dying 
the hourly tide 
crossing its
limbic
threshold 

it has something to do
with listening
in the vestibule of the ear
of a child waiting return
of the errant father

porous threshold
vessel warming sound
anticipation

in the osseous cavity of the labyrinth of the ear
sound from out there
nestles
in this apartmentquiet