decibels and worlds within

(can my headphones shout at 85 decibels?
-if only i cared enough to actually google that-
what i know is)
‘i look up and see people moving lips,
lips that lean outwards,
lips that screen flat words,
lips that gently smile,’
(i wonder how they can be so incredibly infertile)
‘.but i hear none of it.
.sitted on an island, in the corner of a cafe.
guitar strings are pulled to make my eardrums vibrate
and,
as your vocal folds kiss each other
they pull the strings of my itchy heart.’
‘i sway back and forth
and read about the coincidence of wants
i dream of the day we barter
is it today, tomorrow or after?’