Scold

use a pencil

sound behind

your ear for

a rotary note,

if not an oar,

when a dinghy

don’t float,

then a semaphore,

those never

drown out what

time background

noise annoys

who’ll be short,

lee to shore,

quarreling a

storm room door

like a fissure,

mad as can be —

‘Don’t you now,

too, dinner’s cold’

Published by ayaladn

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