My back hits the concrete Cold to the nerves The clouds stretch black and white Photographs onto the blanket Of gray that rests above me Content lying here, I feel so small One moment silence fills the air One moment I can feel you there Your fingerprints are everywhere With life on mute time passes so fast Back to reason Yet unable to compute the equation A silhouette of what came before lies beside me Whispering crows into the night Disrupting the cumulous at work