Reverie

 

I remember

 

When my vocal cords were lions to be tamed...

"Lower your voice!" rang steadily

Time's here

When nothing is left to be said

When sneezing becomes silent

When the words spoken are lighter than air

Ground's shaky

Feet are tired

Breathing is tedious

Living, the greatest task

Can we rewine to those times?

When a second covered a thousand words

Today

"Hey" is said after 12 hours

A sigh after the next 6 hours

And a random "yes" or "no" to complete the day

Laura said "If you cant say it, write it"

But the words are hard on paper.