Folded Hours

Left the keys where they always go  
Water boils a little slow  
Nothing new the air feels thin  
Still I let the quiet in  
Not waiting not behind  
Just small space I call mine  
Folded hours tucked away  
No one asks and that’s okay  
Pages closed but not unread  
Thoughts I haven’t fully said  
Folded hours soft and wide  
Time just breathing by my side  
Curtains shift the sky turns gray  
Didn’t check the time today  
Every minute slightly bent  
Like it knew just what I meant  
No alarm no design  
Still it fits this frame of mine  
Folded hours tucked away  
No one asks and that’s okay  
Pages closed but not unread  
Thoughts I haven’t fully said  
Folded hours soft and wide  
Time just breathing by my side
Folded hours tucked away  
No one asks and that’s okay  
Pages closed but not unread  
Thoughts I haven’t fully said  
Folded hours soft and wide  
Time just breathing by my side