poem

Peaches

Can you please stop 

Eating that peach so loud

I hate the sound of chewing

Gnashing lips and tongue

The wet succulent tearing

Of teeth into flesh 

I hate the sound of anyone eating

I hate the sound of breathing

The necessary noises of the living

Don’t cough, don’t sneeze

Don't fall asleep until I’m passed out

Be silent please

Let there be no sounds

Make it as if I was all alone 

And if you leave, don't go far

I’ll wait for when the silence

Of ceaseless thinking 

Becomes a deafening horror 

And then go out listening 

For the clues to where you are

9/6/22