Praying For Silence

trying to read a poem
at 6:25 in the morning
after a bad night
of sweat-soaked nightmares
trying to gain
a measure of calm
from the words of another man
who calls himself a poet
i have never felt
more isolated
among the multitudes
in this human zoo
as i do right now
trying to read a poem
at 6:25 in the morning
after a bad night
of sweat-soaked nightmares
trying to gain
a measure of calm
from the words of another man
who calls himself a poet
i have never felt
more isolated
among the multitudes
in this human zoo
as i do right now
i can`t do it
because of the constant interruptions
the stamping of feet
the slamming of doors
the flushing of toilets there is never a moment of silence
trying to read a poem
at 6:25 in the morning
after a bad night
of sweat-soaked nightmares
trying to gain
a measure of calm
from the words of another man
who calls himself a poet
i have never felt
more isolated
among the multitudes
in this human zoo
as i do right now
trying to read a poem
at 6:25 in the morning
after a bad night
of sweat-soaked nightmares
trying to gain
a measure of calm
from the words of another man
who calls himself a poet
i have never felt
more isolated
among the multitudes
in this human zoo
as i do right now