Sunday, February 3, 2013

caos y ruida

there is no quiet here;
it is all noise.
there is no stillness here;
everything moves.
there is no peace here;
chaos rules.



all my soul wants is a tiny speck of quiet,
a place unmoving, thoughts able to focus.

what would happen if i turned it off?
i'm pretty sure chaos would happen; they'd be confused.

then, of course, i'd have my silence. stillness. peace.

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