Posted in Poetry, Prose

My Speakers

The volume
is cranked up high
way too high

My speakers
screaming out your name

I hear them, but I don’t know
why you need to shout to the

Sometimes losing control
is the only way to gain it

You’ve been screaming out my name
in words, I can’t understand

You’ve gotten under my skin
in my head, through my ears

My hearing, my thinking
my everyday ways, your smile

I think, I’ve lost my hearing
listening to your words

If only, I understood them
as well…….



Just an American lost in Denmark. The past few weeks being back in the good old USA. It is like Aliens have taken over my mind, changing it from what I knew to what I know. It might be the heat, or it might be the influence of hearing English 24 hours a day, but whatever the cause, it is only temporary while dealing with this time and space.

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