Silence
A butterfly is fluttering around the flowers of the tree
a fan is spinning
a sensation of moisture on the upper lip
the flickering of light from the modem
Silence
sweat is breaking out as
a hot flash is going through the body
the wind rustles the leaves of the tree
Nisha barks
Silence
a calendar is swaying because of the
moving air from the fan
a deep sigh
tapping of the fingers on the keyboard
Silence
Silence
Silence
