Sounds, how strange Great and small Struggling to pinpoint them all As they surround Each making itself known
Clacking of fingers across a keyboard Near silent whir of the air conditioner Hum of the refrigerator Chatter and occasional cry of a housemate Thundering of small paws above Clicking and clacking of dog nails against hard wood floors Voices from a computer screen The occasional car whizzing past the street The brief notes of a viola a room over The flapping of the dog door Creak of a door Adjusting in the chair Sighs of the dogs and people alike
Tired eyes blink slowly Hands ever so stiff Back aching, begging for movement Feet and legs long since numb
Nothing is silent Not in this time Nor in this place