Cacophonous feelings
In the noise of this room
Are moments I’m stealing
From myself
Without seeming to do
Any more than just listen and write
I can marshal my thoughts
Have some peace in my head
Without constantly fighting
For space
With those unbidden refrains
Going round on their singular track
In my mind again and again
This noise, the distraction
Frees up that fraction
Of passion I have for the things
That I want
For the things that I do
Even for people
The ones that I love
For you
I look into your eyes
Those I see in the mirror
And under this blanket of noise
Where I’m quiet
I finally see her.