Go ahead as if I said nothing
Not ignoring me, just didn't want to get distracted
Life became a serious thing
Don't utter a word, I need no response
No resistance
Not able to touch it
Passive morning longs for her
In all of her sadness
Her morning doesn't starve for action
The calm is germination
Whatever the day grows
She went ahead with breakfast
My words dove and crashed on the floor
Didn't bother getting the broom
Invisible mess
dispassionate prepearation
Autopilot motion
sceptical eyes and movements
Vibration's seeds searching to root
Search for a humm but room is mute
Nenhum comentário:
Postar um comentário