©2017 E. R. Smith
Turn down the noise seeking focus
I can’t play night owl
Volume shakes the floor beneath
I just can’t allow
Commotion crowds my soul,
with dimensions of bulletins unequal
I just can’t snatch my goal,
life can be a sequel
Assaulting my pillow, dominating space
Elbow, flip, lie on my belly
Note, to, self: to keep self ace
Turn off the damn telly
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