Ode to Quiet

I wrote this last night when I was lounging on Ashley's couch. It's true.

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Amidst chaos, surrounded by the loud,

Abrasive, contentious, sharply trenchant

Self-int'rest of an egocentric crowd—

Marked by a crushing lack of sentient

Awareness regarding time, place, peopleaq

Who are subject to impending deadlines

Would rather ignore priv'leged tête-à-têtes,

Or suffer from short patience—I resign

To blood-boiling madness, long for simple

Peacefulness enjoyed in blessed Quiet.

Oh Quiet, where serenity abides!

Where composure thrives and efficiency

May reign! Capacity to think resides!

She inhabits a certain courtesy,

Absent in the oblivious nature

Of shrill laughter and screaming conversation

In confined spaces. Smiling countenance

Prevails, adhering to mindful conscience.

Sweet, dear Quiet—how I long to capture

Your stillness, your calm, your anti-tension…