i, remember, too, the times i remembered you. 
as i put water into the kettle or
picked up the little broken spoon from within
the sugar pot
both acts, i agree, too mundane to mention,
alas, these too, i’m left, alone, to do.
i remember;¬†i’ve remembered you.


The Answer.


when you find yourself drowned
in the noise of the world


you are a wavelength

heard ringing in those ears

for those lives that haven’t learnt to live without it.¬†


and in all that maddening noise,

you are never empty of wavelengths

ringing in your ears.

There will always be those that soothe you, 

 for silence is not always the answer.  



P.S. just a little, random piece. I feel like it sort of connected quite quickly with the above image so yeah, definitely inspired this post!¬†ūüôā