Voices

voices get louder closer i hear the discussion they stop at the stair top will someone come down footfalls fade to quiet percussion i hear banter upstairs smiles and laughter sometimes they fight sometimes just talk things slow down rest always comes after laughter upstairs alas up there and not here 'member me? a day goes by one more then another up every morning wash my face brush my teeth bury my head get more sleep that's what I'd ruther quadriplegic me six years and counting a day short of forever