Poem 26, day 26: The Search for Silence

I’m in the library for a while,

Passing with myself the minutes between one and two.

But the silent zone lied;

In its quest to maintain a rarely found quiet

The disturbance of noise becomes more prominent than ever.

The tap, tap, tapping of keyboards,

The shuffle of coats, paper, the bracelets upon my wrist.

He dropped a pen, and in picking it up,

Scraped the carpet with his seat.

Silence will never be found here.

It is reserved for night time, bedrooms in the dark,

When even then a singing voice, gone 3am,

Wandering the street is loud enough

To break through glass, through brick and wall,

Through sleep.

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