Later That Same Thursday

<p>There is a constant drone gently tapering off</p><p>Something like horns instruments of the wind</p><p>Long and drawn out</p><p>Haunting strings that don't last without a break</p><p>Silence in-between while I catch my breath</p><p>Peace this is peace</p><p>Where I close my eyes and drift</p><p>I can't stay here forever listening</p><p>I wouldn't if I could</p><p>I'm momentarily conditionally present</p><p>Conducting business you might say</p><p>Until my name is called</p>