Comments, likes, and dislikes,
opinions and petitions and condemnations…
New York City is quieter than the internet.
I walk past the scenes,
and I look mostly at the museums and the
planetariums, try to find the gardens of thought
like the quiet places in the middle of town
to step out of the noise ~
The hidden grotto,
The doorway of an old forgotten church,
A playground at a school closed down for the summer.
Sometimes I pray for rain,
something to make the multitude go quiet,
and I resolve myself in those moments not to
be a part of the cacophony.
But the other voices are so loud that shouting seems
like the only way to go.
…I long for kitten videos…