sounds like something serious

five years is a long time
but it doesn’t seem so bad when punctuated
by wine and whiffs of coffee
drifting from the mug tucked into my purse
and the note that reads ‘you got this’

they say if you listen
close there’s the contractions and closing of valves
that muscle
the conductor
sending blood to every corner
and (somewhere between
the cells) connecting the mystery of your soul
to the dark rooms of my mind
changing the paint
opening the windows
hanging up mirrors and lights

they say stay near the sounds
that make you happy to be alive