Ear Plugs Anyone?

All I can hear are voices-voices-voices trampling over one another no concern for unfinished thoughts; repeated high-pitched points never driven home; laughter like sharks biting at my brain; sounds of a drunk circus juggling volume; a ferris wheel of chatter spinning out of control. Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk Like a wood pecker chipping away at my patience; I sit in the next room wondering how I’m alone yet still cannot hear myself think; wondering if through all that stampede of gossip anyone is actually communicating wondering if anyone is listening, Anyone, except the walls and me …