It's Still Life

Say Something

We’re eating breakfast,
and can I hear
the clock tick.

You have to say something, I say.

I’ve interrupted his
bread and cheese, and he says
in that way he has about him,

Something.
Why?

And I tell him I have to
write something.
With dialogue.

He finishes his coffee,
licks his fingers, and then
just grins at me.

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