clicking
clanking
clapping
clashing
coffee cups echoing in the early morning
soothing
sounding
speeding
swerving
driving down an empty highway
the moon is sinking in the sky
the jazz on the radio like a lullaby
sleeping
speaking
sqeaking
sinking
tired eyes wandering through the kitchen
birds outside perched on fences to listen
failing
forcing
finding
falling
empty glasses sitting silent by the window
vases full of wilting flowers in baby blue and indigo
watching
wandering
wondering
writing
wanting
