April 6, 2017

The clatter:

The clatter of tongues, on rows of white
They drive me nuts, both day and night
Chattering like squirrels and crows that fight
Their lips sewed shut, would be quite a sight

They think their words, I want to hear
But it’s just sound, bombarding my ears
And to my eyes, it brings forth tears
Like I was jabbed with a red hot spear

Once I tried to halt, all their clatter
Like what I thought, would really matter
They looked at me, like the Mad Hatter
Off with his head, their teeth chattered


Snaggle Tooth said...

Hmmm, perhaps the trick is to come up with your own chatter, n drive them madder!

hunter said...


desk49 said...

muito obrigado

desk49 said...

A one sided chatter
how could that matter
they'ed never hear
over their clatter