Noise
Noise
Noise is not anger.
Noise is not aggression.
Not like my father shouting
My sister crying and my mother.
Moaning and me begging
For the noise to stop
The rows to subside.
For peace to reign.
Noise can be satisfying.
Like a Ferrari exhaust.
A plane roaring down the runway
Best of all passion
And the purr of the cat.
Yet noise still affects me
A cold shower that shakes
A churn of the stomach
Noise. Be quiet!
Silence is golden,
David Cox 13/03/24
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