You’ve got mail!
The sound of a phone buzzing in the next room.
A door opening.
Footsteps heard in the distance.
The number of notifications going up by one.
A gentle tap on the windowpane.
A sudden pause in a conversation.
A computer freezing for that split second.
That text that took just that moment too long to arrive.
The sudden new word taken from a specific context.
That moment of recognition before moving along.
An unopened envelope.
A cat. At all times.
The subtle shifting of small objects.
That moment when someone walks up on stage.
Special news reports.
Butterflies.
Libraries.
New haircuts.
Composure.
Atmosphere.
One – just the one – misspellt word.
Plants beating through concrete.
Fog.
Morning air.
Evening breezes.
A familiar accent.
That one word.
A book, left open on a page.
Design.
Policy documents.
Conspiracies.
Logged in at
Online.
Ruins.
Look upon my words, ye mighty, and despair.
Nothing.
There should be something.
More longer friend see that sky? 