Cars. Lawnmowers. Jets.
Unmelodic, disharmonious machines
disrupt my poem.
Persistent, distressing noises
destroy my peace.
If I listen with my eyes,
immerse myself in still waters,
equilibrium is restored,
For a moment,
desire to drown.
Cars. Lawnmowers. Jets.
Unmelodic, disharmonious machines
disrupt my poem.
Persistent, distressing noises
destroy my peace.
If I listen with my eyes,
immerse myself in still waters,
equilibrium is restored,
For a moment,
desire to drown.
Posted in Natalia Erehnah, Short Stories & Poems
Totally get it. Love it. Love you.
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Thanks ❤
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