THERMOMETER

Our rooms right next to each other 

Mostly soundproof unless the laughter is loud 

My thermostat controls your room too 

So you’re always asking me to turn it down 

It feels like you have a dial for my heart 

Turning it up and down day to day 

The wall between us falling down, then back up 

Then thinner then thicker 

Now I hear you now I don’t 

If I place my hand on it I start trembling 

Not from the cold 

 Though a heating pad helps