Too Much Quiet
Being from the city,
Too much quiet makes me cringe.
What sirens do for others,
Silence makes my brain unhinge.
I’ll take it in small doses -
It’s initially a balm -
But over time, it does
The opposite of bringing calm.
The birdsong helps and music, too,
Yet it’s not quite enough.
For sensory survival,
I prefer the noisy stuff.
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