The Surfaces Of Noise... Poem by RIC BASTASA

The Surfaces Of Noise...



INSIDE the car
on a night like this
when you go back home alone,

you turn off
the music,
to listen to the
sound of the engine
and the
air-conditioning

you feel the way
how the gentleness of silence
is being
covered by a layer of
the noise that
technology has made

without which
the innermost longing that was never
satisfied

screams.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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