White Noise
concrete is solid
and glass is clear
and who among you
will argue with that?
you work at a job
and so does he
burning dough
and fat
you sleep at night
in a regular bed
a fluffy pillow
under your head
--and it’s endless—
--and it’s endless—
--and it’s endless—
--and it’s endless—
--and it’s endless—
--and it’s endless—
white noise
Copyright © Alex Roth | Year Posted 2013
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