One of my favorite and well-put together poems I've written :

When you learn to shut up,

We'll see how loud this place is.

The overflowing boxes on the floor

Say there's unfinished business.

Dismal people sitting around us

Are done with this day.

Heavy eyes stare at bare walls

All while their coffee gets cold.

You're still talking to me

But I can't fathom

Where you're finding the air.


You've captured that experience pretty perfectly.

Let's talk about this situation.

Can I assume you're the speaker of the poem?

This poem screams gender issues at me, but I imagine the speaker of the poem and the speaker in the poem could be any gender. What do you think?

posted by pelletion: 1438 days ago