Contemplation in the house of noise

The noise is loose

in the house of me

a zigzag of sounds

disturbing the peace.

I complain loudly

wish the culprits flee

soften the buzzing

invading my soul.

But discovering soon

it's me

the dj of my space

scanning the spectrum of sounds

unfixed in myself

floating free of my Anchor

disturbing my peace.

Anchoring again

again and again

locking my focus

on the Silence of Sounds

snuffs the sounds

encouraging the noise

I've lain on the culprits

disturbing the peace.