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Look up to a
Room of silence, bar
The scratching of pens against tables
The flicking of pages
The kitten heels of the individulator-
Click click click
Tick tock
Tick tick
So soft
So loud.
Her face pressed against the window
Her sparse freckles
Her hooked nose
Her pale skin
All flattened
Mouthing words
Unreadable
Inaudible
Useless.
So near
So far.
Click
Click
Click
Tick
Tock
Tick
Tick
4 more minutes
So fast
So slow.
YOU ARE READING
Anarchy
PoetryAnarchy. A swirl of topics: emotions, allusions to history, social issues... And somewhere in the maelstrom comes forth rhymes and prose. Note: If you can't be bothered to read all the poems (quite understandably), I've starred the better ones.