“Noise”
The noise follows me everywhere.
Noise of urban life follows me,
Haunting my footfall.,
Noise is not poem, but only distraction
and pain. Pain is punishment through noise.
Only the noise of mine own
nervous system keeps me alive.
Alive I inscribe a poem here and now
for then and forever.
The hook? They walk away.
They send me away.
They send me away.
The noise follows me every time.
Noise haunts my city time.
The noise of Love absence,
so blue in tone,
haunts me still.
Such noise haunting I can not bear,
I cannot bear Your Absence,
Love.
Patrick McCabe
Folklife, 2013, while busking.
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