Where Is Silence
Silence
Silence from my
breathe exhaling smoke
As the bud taps the tray
as the beer swigs the throat
All this noise
Noise in a dark room;
noise that echo’s
when even soft
People keep talking
Horns keep screaming
Buildings keep collapsing
Mouths still complaining
Ya
I talk
I talk to myself
wishing for silence
Copyright © Frank Guglietta | Year Posted 2013
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