Dj.ilham - Digidi Echo

Engine off, half-lit room. Glovebox gap, map unfolds.
One lost sock, keys on dash. Wind it sighs, nothing moves, just the blue.
Lamp it hums, house it groans.
Rearview glance, spoon is gone.
Shadows stretch, coffee cools.
Empty mug, day is done. Silent tune.
Floorboards creak, whisper low.