celloxiii

Dog-eared paperbacks, listening to silence. My cardboard cut-out wing, shedding paper feathers. An old record player, playing a long forgotten tune. Sunlight seeping through, a still, dark room. Waste bin full of crumpled dreams. A fallen leaf, resting in the somnolence of a midday scene. Heartbeats, heard through a narrow hallway. Hush... A portrait of a grinning cat, glaring at a figurine of a little purple mouse. Clock ticking away idle time. Half-eaten apple tart, sweeter than your kiss? I hope not. Little panda, praying for the sky to weep. A blank piece of paper, longing for the taste of ink. Crows dancing, to