Suiyōbi

Seven questions, then we can begin. To whom
do you come back in the card of Mercury?
How does your neighbor sob in her bed all night?
When? Who stays in your room knocking twice?
Why depend on knocking? How? But through which
gate love destroys half in the middle? Mid-
speech, we can’t stand moonlight anymore, hum
lest shadows hum farther. Mid-hum, a neighbor
on her side of that wall hiccups. You don’t dare reply.