Quiet quelled by ringing in the ears,
a cat mews,
children’s voices outside play,
Next door a mother yells her dismay.
Upstairs the man has a partner
for amorous pursuits again.
Time ticks away,
the sun sets another day.
Just like everyday.
Every single day.
- Poetry Pot Luck: The Perfectionist (ocdbloggergirl.wordpress.com)