Friday, November 15, 2013

November 15th, 2013; i cannot see though

my mind is somber
it is relaxed with the patter of the rain
the ramble of footsteps
the unsteadiness of traffic
the chill of my fingertips
the loss of my breath
& the gain of it once again
it is relaxed with the subtlety of light
the creaks from the upstairs rats
the dryness of my throat
the hum of the heater
the pondering of my past
& the blank thoughts of my future
it is relaxed with the wind stirring my curtains
the loss of another day
the softness of an empty room
the stretching of my toes
the hope for next morning
& the hope for two minutes from now
my mind is somber

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