I take steps.
Tiny steps.
One
Step
At
A
Time.
I don't want to break you
Or this.
I take baby steps
One
By
One.
I'm scared
But that's not going to get us anywhere.
Actually
I'm terrified.
But I keep taking
s
t
e
p
s
Like stepping stones
To us.
I take steps.
Tiny steps.
One
Step
At
A
Time.
I don't want to break you
Or this.
I take baby steps
One
By
One.
I'm scared
But that's not going to get us anywhere.
Actually
I'm terrified.
But I keep taking
s
t
e
p
s
Like stepping stones
To us.
One flutist.
And empty auditorium.
A silent stage.
I can feel the silence reverberating around the space -
I can feel the lack of an orchestra at my back,
The invisible audience before me,
I'm alone here,
And I can feel it -
In the silence that fills the table
In the void of few words
Separated, closed off
Away from everyone else.
Around me,
Tables talk.
I hear Uno and chess
The thrum,
The pulse,
The ever-increasing
All-consuming
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Counting down
The end.
The
End.
We all know it.
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