White noise
White noise is the cloak my mind wears
to protect me from its darkness.
I'm always elsewhere,
In a place of emptiness.
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White noise is the cloak my mind wears
to protect me from its darkness.
I'm always elsewhere,
In a place of emptiness.
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David Franks
Sat 4th Jan 2020 17:49
Clever poem, Sophie.
I'm afraid I nearly always have the TV on!