Their Precious Indifference Poem by RIC BASTASA

because you have written so many
they will hear nothing but traffic

have nothing but impatience
earn nothing but that familiarity of boredom

they will read nothing but many
pedestrians crossing the road and
will not recall any shoe or tie

because they are too many
they will see no pearl but only pebbles

that they all throw away in the mud
until nothing is left

but their own precious indifference
which they will treasure as gold.