Funny. I already blogged tonight and am fatigued and was ready to sign off and out but here I am. I feel like writing a poem or something. Not sure what is there though...
I felt like writing a poem but was not sure what was around
A silence penetrated me more than a bathroom fan's sound
I felt like playing some music but was not sure what to play
Any selection irritated me more than a Raps noisy display
The writing cut the silence, that silence which I love
The writing cut the silence, the silence which I hate
The music couldn't make the cut, I only wanted silence
The silence couldn't make the cut, I only wanted peace
So now I've written a poem which owns a sound in my head
It has a place all its own and I'm rather glad I did it instead.
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