There was a sigh in the mention of a suggestion. a pause then a glance.
The keys were on the table but nobody left.
Someone lit a cigarette and a box fan took the smoke.
A television rambled in a room down the hall.
A fist on the table followed a giggle in the kitchen.
The phone rang though it didn't matter.
All the switches were flipped except that one.
Heavy steps on wood floors, the boots were well worn.
A moth trapped in the light made the dog look up.
Repeat play of a song, music escaped out the door.
Two candles burned, one on the mantle.
Feet resting on a coffee table.
Why? he asked.
'Cause, she said.
Nobody knew the answer.
Today I am grateful for the steady flow of a river.