Drowning in Noise

It’s hard to think

in a crowded room

with crowded voices.

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Try to write.

Try to create.

Try to find...

that compelling thought.

***

But countless voices

make countless sounds.

And every voice

draws me away

from my sacred task.

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This Hydra head

keeps going and growing,

while I ignore

and keep my focus.

***

But, they start to laugh.

They start to cry.

They start to fuss...

and sing and play

on their phones

for all to hear.

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And my attention

goes all out

as concentration

is gone.

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I’m out of words.

I’m out of thoughts.

***

I’m distracted, again.

Can’t finish this, for too long.

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I can’t…

I’m drowning in noise.