The Everyday Shocks

In your room,

you remain silence.

I know.

How are you?

Everything's okay?

Maybe no.

In my room,

I sense his presence.

No, not you.

How are you?

Everything's okay?

I don't think so.

The everyday shocks you get,

the average rocks bumped to your chest.

Feel them lifting you up high and above,

and gone.