THEY BREATH

Silent.

They are silent.

She sips on her coffee
and worries
about her friend who feels distant.
Their upcoming trip to the
coast. Will she still

go? Won't it be too

Awkward.

He has always been 
awkward.
His hands trembling during
that class presentation, 
but when he looks outside the window he
sees them.
 
They are silent

As they always have been,
standing still in time.
Always silent.

The universe is born, lives, dies,
is born again,
and they watch, 
silent.

And they breath.

And they breath.

#22.

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