Muted Spectators
Ominous high-pitched voices In some sort of emergency On the phone, calling up for An ambulance, mingle with shushes. Tongues click in despair. A shrill “We-oow-we-we-oow “, Echoing far and wide, Pervades my being as if A dozen sirens were Piercing my ears. My senses, I muffle with Familiar sounds: Hushed cries of a baby, […]