by IABeatnik
I don't mean to eavesdrop;
words simply fly by me
and I happen to pick them up
like loose change lost on the sidewalk.
It's not my fault
that my ears are always open.
I was just born this way
with two holes in my head.
So, if I unfortunately
tune in to your conversation,
I'll wander away
and whisper under a gentle breath,
"Sorry."