Quiet Thoughts – A Poem

Indoors, trying to escape the sounds,

like the car backfiring down the street, or

the neighbors upstairs that have sex

like Olympic athletes on mescaline. Peaceful

thoughts, quiet thoughts, struggle to enter

my mind, like a derby thoroughbred gassing out

before reaching the first stretch.

I can’t find the quiet place in my head.

Where all the world washes away like driftwood

when the tide rolls in.

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