In private worlds of sound they hide-
The plastic plugs jammed in their ears
No inkling give
Of what it is to live
Without continuing cacophony
Or words of radio philosophers
Poured insistently,
Persistently,
Into their empty crania:
A polyphonic mania.
Eyes glazed, mouths opened,
Drooling,
They wander, aimlessly,
The puppets of invisible instructors’
Ruling.
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 2:56 PM UTC
In private worlds of sound they hide-
The plastic plugs jammed in their ears
No inkling give
Of what it is to live
Without continuing cacophony
Or words of radio philosophers
Poured insistently,
Persistently,
Into their empty crania:
A polyphonic mania.
Eyes glazed, mouths opened,
Drooling,
They wander, aimlessly,
The puppets of invisible instructors’
Ruling.