25.11.22

It is an interesting feat to have the room's attention
where most eyes are stuck still watching the moment
stilled air surrounding the silence enveloping the room whole:

an awaited breath balancing on the spinning top,
the gentle gasp escaping through chapped lips,
and the silent slip of water cutting across the face.

a quick rapport and a nod,
fasten back the sheepish smile with the silly reason,
hold it in and let it go. 

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