Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Noise control

Through the muffled sounds, my voice cried out so tiny
the big city blaring, a giant mute button so that I can't tell you
what's on my mind as soon as it arrives there.
"I, I forgot what I was going to say", stifled again by the sound of the sirens,
I cannot blame them. 
Turns out, I had nothing important to say afterall.