Cold, crisp air, blowing,
The fall leaves giving way,
Uncategorized music,
And my chest hurts.
Sneeze, typing,
Thoughts run on,
There is only this,
And to come.
Idle, restless,
Window open,
Door closed,
Monitor light.
No such thing
as Silence,
Car going by,
Echoing off walls.
Eerie buzzing of lights,
And if all else fails,
The ringing of ears,
To drive one mad.
Keep the fan blowing,
Concentrate on noise,
All around, loud,
To keep thoughts out.