Introducing a new series of poems by Julian Matthews. Julian is a writer and Pushcart-nominated poet published in The American Journal of Poetry, Autumn Sky Poetry Daily, Borderless Journal, Beltway Poetry Quarterly, Dream Catcher Magazine, Live Encounters Magazine, Lothlorien Poetry Journal and The New Verse News, among others. He is a mixed-race minority from Malaysia and lived in Ipoh for seven years. Currently based in Petaling Jaya, he is a media trainer and consultant for senior management of multinationals on Effective Media Relations, Social Media and Crisis Communications. He was formerly a journalist with The Star and Nikkei Business Publications Inc
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By Julian Matthews
When the room goes silent
even the kettle wants to sing.
The clock and its incessant ticking
marks time as if it were a funeral director.
All the walls are listening in, waiting
for some action that they can later
gossip about while you sleep.
When does a home become a house?
When the walls close in, or the roof blows off?
Or when eggshells replace the tiles?
When is the distance between two hearts
an artery too far?
Perhaps, a heart is a crumpled crane
and when it’s flattened out, it’s an origami page
you can’t un-crease or rebuild from memory.
A door slams from an unexpected wind–Sorry–
comes the muffled apology from behind the door
which now feels like another wall
I can’t dematerialise
First published in Chewers by Masticadores, USA
