I have one hour till I have to go.
I'll make one more cup of coffee.
And think of something to write.
It's hard to imagine.
Meanwhile the sun slants.
Dust motes settle.
Motionless.
Static.
Still.
I have one hour till I have to go.
I'll make one more cup of coffee.
And think of something to write.
It's hard to imagine.
Meanwhile the sun slants.
Dust motes settle.
Motionless.
Static.
Still.