Sit in the Silence
it is the end of the night at the start of the week w ith a list so long it is still incomplete seasons in flux, early plans in the works years in advance, cluttered thoughts in clustered bursts. turn the engine to off though the music plays on trapped in time, lost in mind stay still for one more song lovely lights beckon, you are home, please come in. I do know what is waiting, just not where to begin then the song is over and the silence starts and the weight of the life descends on my heart how long shall i wait? how long to delay? minu...