[Poem 271] Presence 1191

Light leaking from the living room
The hum of a PC cooling fan
The frantic controller
The sound of typing
Voices speaking to the other side of the screen

Waiting for the moment of falling asleep
Even though I am focusing on my breathing
A presence that doesn't care
Living sounds that keep sleep at bay
A grating and dazzling midnight

Now, for some reason, it feels dearly missed
Even if I want to feel that presence
I have come to be able to fall asleep
The silence I so longed for
Will soon visit me

2025.6.30

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