I can hear the clock ticking
on the wall
at my grandmother's house
and I'm counting
the seconds of silence
like sheep.
It snowed yesterday
early in the morning
and I saw your face
reflecting in my footsteps
when I looked back.
I wish you could see the world
through my eyes.
Would it feel more gray to you?
Would you notice the same things
that I see every day,
or would you bring new perspective?
Would it change you?
I wish you could take my thoughts
and organize them in alphabetical order
like the...