Damp

It's morning
but the sun is hidden
behind a heavy veil
of gray clouds

As I prepare for the day
outside my bathroom window
I hear the echoing sounds
of a dog barking
down below me
on the next block

A jaybirds's call
falls flat to the ground

The world outside
sounds empty
and uninhabited.

Perhaps this emptiness
can serve
as the peace
I so desire.

All things
subdued
by the lack
of sunlight
on shoulders.