Too Loud

There is too much noise,

Too much interference.

I can’t hear it at all,

Through all the static.

What’s on my mind, how am I, what am I thinking?

Your guess,

Is as good as mine.

Knowing you, probably better!

I need the isolation, the silence, and the dark,

Not all the time,

But just enough to start.

The words never stop,

But through the static,

I can’t hear them.

They linger,

And demand to be heard.


About Fredrik Kayser

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