7:12 PM

My living room is filled with a yawn.

Big and enveloping quiet spreads itself over everything.

And here I lay.

Dark blue hues absorbing into the tile.

The day is slowly melting into night.

But each velvety second is tasted.

As the light wills itself dim.

So here I lay.

Drifting in the crossbeams of then and now.

Mellow and melted.

Simply finding the time to be.

Soft shadows dance their lazy rhythms on me.

And piles of laundry form rolling hills.

And they all too, bounce back the blue light.

We are all here, waiting for it to pass.

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