Stuck Scenery Poem by Panda Broussard

Mumbling in the background,
Too far away to understand.
A door opens and closes with squeaky hinges creating sound.
Light shines in through the window, leaves move around.
The fan ever turning, keeps a breeze blowing down.
The textures on the wall move the grey paint up and down.
Boxes full and totes with memories just lay around.
The mirror shows the wall and part of the headboard.
A fire truck in the distance plays it's musical sound.
The scene never changes until food is delivered even then without a sound.
The ice pops in the glass as it continues to melt down.
The birds and creatures of the day create a smooth sound.
Breathe in breathe out, the muffled breath makes sounds.