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By Colleen WaltersPublished 9 months ago β’ Updated 9 months ago β’ 1 min read
Nikos Politis
Silence stomps
across the room
going out of his way
to loudly kick a chair
away from the table
stands at the window
and loudly runs his hands
down the blinds with
a startling clatter
that's obnoxiously
deafening
I put my earbuds
in my ears and Silence
sneaks off as I
crank up Nikos
and try to
sing along
in Greek.
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About the Creator
Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. β€οΈ
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