Gently

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?