click.
click.
click.
the sound of high heels,
clicking on the tiles,
sending echoes through the empty hallway.
snap.
snap.
snap.
the fire popping,
burning the wood with
embers scattered around the base.
ring.
ring.
ring.
the telephone ringing,
begging to be answered,
but no one does.
tick.
tick.
tick.
the pencil tapping
off a desk, by a student
who really hates chemistry.
snip.
snip.
snip.
scissors rubbing together
through the chatter
of the hair salon.
