093 At the Latch
Lyrics
the rule stayed on the wall
straight as it had been
the table gave nothing away
the cups kept their heat
one chair moved closer
one chair lost the light
nothing broke open
the room held its shape
when you arrive late
your coat finds a hook
the room allows it
when i arrive late
the silence takes my measure
one small pause at the doorway
and the air has made its claim
same hand on the same door
different weight inside the frame
once as a mistake
once as proof
one silence takes a chair
one silence stands
the rule stays on the wall
straight as ever
the table gives nothing away
one hand enters
one hand stays at the latch
댓글
댓글 쓰기