Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Against the City

I sit to write my thoughts
hear the hum of the highway
no its the air conditioner
that just shut off

I sit to write my thoughts
hear the hum of my MAC
turn on the radio
that just shut off

I sit to write my thoughts
hear the hum in my head
no
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2 comments:

  1. MaryAugust 7, 2012 at 7:51 PM

    Sometimes the hum in one's head is the loudest of all. I hear you.

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  2. LynneAugust 18, 2012 at 5:26 PM

    Sometimes that hum just refuses to be quiet. I've been there too, Willow. Your poem portrays this well.

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