Turn it down

Day 3 of NaPoWriMo and here is poem number 3 – part rant, part poem & hastily pulled together between day job, visit to the hairdresser and daily commute.

Turn it down

The world is full

of people so loud

you wouldn’t believe

how they invade my space

with their hundred decibel

voices like foghorns

blast my face

with private conversations

I don’t need to hear

pollute my ears

with their yackety yack

If only they would

turn it down

back off the mic

be quiet

shush

silencio

SHUT THE FUCK UP

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