The Sounds of Silence

Sometimes after I drink and sit still for a while,
the world goes silent.

And then slight tones, narrow, shrill beating decimals,
pulse in my ears.

I try to make sure it doesn’t
freak me out.

And only when it is really silent,
and only when I’ve had too much scotch,
it really rings.

I wonder if this sound is alcohol or loneliness.
I wonder if it is chemicals or truth.

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One response to “The Sounds of Silence

  1. There is no such thing as too much scotch.

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