A Whisper

I speculate that one or more
Distressing episodes occurred
When someone spoke, or something stirred
Beneath the downstairs bathroom floor
That may have lived above, before,
Perhaps the nestlings of some bird,
But I was told we were insured
For these events. Please shut the door.

A whisper in my best friend’s ear
Discloses secrets, days that pass
With murmurs from the upper class
About their reasons, and their fear;
While they complain they cannot hear,
I glue together shards of glass.