When they aren’t
maddeningly silent,
as they often pretend,
I sit and I listen
trying to hear
what they have to say.
I write it down
and twist it
this way
and that,
trying to shape it
in to something
for their purposes.
I try to finish
before the irriating
little fellow
with the attitude arrives –
with his motion
and noise –
and forces me
in to myself
where there’s nothing to hear
except my own

© 2016, Gavin Zanker.

Photo by Sean MacEntee licensed under Creative Commons Attribution 2.0 Generic.

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