The silence of 11 pm
combined with the clicking of my keyboard,
rushed typing, like i
have somewhere to be.
fingers lightly tapping across
the keys when
my mind goes blank.
but it's not really blank,
open tabs telling
me what i actually
have to do.
The sound of my thoughts
drowns out the
late night silence,
the abrupt creaks of floors,
doors,
the washing machine.
A car just passed by.
I wonder where it was
going this late.
At night.
Fingers still tapping while
another wave of deafening thoughts
floods my mind.
The tabs still stare,
I hear them yelling at
me to come back.
But my mind screams louder,
no.
NO!
Room still quiet.
But my mind won't
keep it silent.
Posted in response to the challenge Listen.
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