“Everything”,

2025 April 28

Fading voices in the background


All that is left are:

Murmurs from adults next to me


Fading voices in the background


Leaves shaking in the breeze

The trees standing majestically


Fading voices in the background


Crunches from the ground beneath me

Murmurs

Groans

Cries, even


They all disappear without a sound.