I am dull
Not shiny
I have not been buffed,
Polished,
Or filed
I’d like to be the one
To show you,
Whoever you may be,
That mundanity is important
I’ll tell you in a whisper
That my brightest memories
Are my slowest moments
As time falls away
And I refuse to be consumed by it
I’d like to be the object
Of your slowest thoughts
I’ll ask, in a whisper
May we lay in silence and watch the world together?