Comedy
Sign Sisters
You
don't need ears,
to
laugh at what they say.
A
flurry of tiny gestures,
brings
another into hysteria.
They
grin and tap away,
fingers
cross palms, signals,
echoes
fill the air.
Their
audience rapt, attentive,
brightening
with every touch.
Ears
blocked, perhaps broken,
vocal
chords trained another way.
But
here they create joy,
a
pretty light comes to birth
between
the three of them,
when
sparkling eyes speak.
And
I have learned to listen,
more
intensely with my eyes,
to
the laughter in their voices.
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