silence from the world was thought
by me, to be a breath of tranquility
until I received it…

my thoughts are louder than
forte cello, violin, and viola music
all playing at the same time
because there's no mute big enough
((for my thoughts))

they are endless symphonies,
exhausting me
yet music is my life

more morose than Beethoven
with more poise than Bach
my thoughts keep playing allegro music sheets,
all this time I sit here wishing
that every note could just stop.

ticking, ticking, ticking
my inner metronome keeps going
one more note, one more sound
& that will be my breaking…

it doesn't matter how much quiet you are surrounded by