Words

I wish words come to me faster or sooner or stronger - clearer
But they don't. They are slow, methodical things, whispering, creeping things like most of life they are Maddeningly so. a broken faucet don't the hall dripps. droplets plink echoing in the sink basin in the depth of night. It is so quiet. The shadows lure sleep. Yet, the sound comes again. Soon it fills the airs. Drowning all other noise. quiet once, quiet again. To lie (lay) awake and waiting, breath held, for the next drop least it steals dreams away.