Praying For Silence
by Bora· from Spit Into Kismet's Face
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