31 August 2012
Title Help please???
Turn another page Read another word Everyday as I age Wanting to fly with the birds
Only silence No sound to be heard Not an act of violence Or a small ,"Burr"
Breaking, what you call, peace With a rhythmic tap of my eraser Silence kills me Of sound, I'm a chaser
A need for noise Just for a breath A hum and a tap This world. I've left
Painting a picture While singing what I must read Noise is my way to focus Noise is my need
Humming and tapping In my own world Then I open my eyes To see I'm not with the birds
Weird looks, amazement too I stop suddenly I must focus Just without the publicity
"Sorry," my eyes big My voice very small Hide my face Blushing does call
I go back To monotone reading Unable to focus Without a noise leading
Such a boring State of mind I read words That remain free of silences bind
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