I wish the world would go silent

So I could listen to the

drip, 

drip,

dripping

Of the water leaking in from the cracks in the walls

Filling up this tiny room.

As the air escapes

And the silent water extends its hungry jaws toward the distant ceiling

the room fills with a blue hue.

And every one of my belongings gains a face

The curtains dance as they reach for the hidden sky

And every object floats in its own sphere of water

Each being its own celestial body.