polished
silver
and
I know it’s
not
real
second
place tonight
like
this
given
a ring
but
does it mean
anything
because
the phone
never
does
not
angry
or
bitter
just
commenting on
the
sound of silence
used
to it
there
is nowhere
at
times I choose
to
place myself
one
night a week at least
enjoying
the silence of the mind
trying
more often
and
failing to accomplish
at
home
what
I can one night a week
in
silence
caught
up in selfishness
my
own thoughts
disappear
into
the
recesses
of
this mind
not
completely negative
as
some might think
and
sometimes
it
even helps moving
from
one step to the next
eleven
o’clock
the
night is young
no
longer worried
for
some reason my eye
is
watering
a
constant hoarse voice
babbling
in the corner
and
it is
annoying
to the point
of
total distraction
young
still feeling
older
with each day
that
passes and there
is
still much to be learned
nothing
concluded
alone
and
treated kindly by one
knows
me only by
face
and name
alone
eye
am listening to the river
first
I had to find
and
sit near it
quiet
comes there
nothing
concluded. . .
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