Too many to choose, of which I want to choose all
It's been a while since I posted a poem.
So much irritation subdued in frustration.
The creative bell rings less often when these distractions soften
the blows to vibration and stifled timing.
That one was at 1, and this one at noon
Constant streams of stimulation
Distract me off my situation
Fill my presence, conversation
Avoidant growth, maturation
Concert hall; Grand Distraction
Music Bliss: Band in Action