Tempus Fugit

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Street

The incessant noise unnerves me
for I am raised to enjoy peace.
I'm out of place amidst all the
squacking and purring of people
I don't know.
And I don't know a lot.
Honking cars disrupt the little peace
I have left.
Making me regret stepping 
out of the house.
Where all things bow to me.
Everything pleases my eyes
and my ears the way 
my stepping out of my house
did not.
I feel drowned by all the busy-ness
around me. 
I feel weak and nauseous. 
Then, I saw black
And I can't hear anything.
During that fleeting moment
I felt euphoria.

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