The Noise

July 11, 2015 - Poetry

The noise.
Bounces inside me.
Tinkles, crashes, wrinkles
My thoughts like newspapers.

Stop!
Stop!

The whooping,
Hollering,
Whispering,
Tapping.

The rapping inside my skull.
Bone to bone,
Drum to drum,
Without respite,
Until the beat of pain
Replaces music.

Pause.
In silence.

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