Stupid fucking lawnmower
Sounds are unkind
Anger, frustration,
Vibrations in mind…
When will you lighten, soften loosen and quit?
When will you silence, release, in peace,
And just sit?
Wondering widely, how to rewrite this game,
I wish to relinquish this sense
Of anguish and pain…
How can one object cause so much strife,
I’ve never hated anything more in my life,
I see now it’s blameless,
Yet I know the truth,
We must discern health,
And be gentle with youth,
The over-fast churning,
The loudness lacks rhyme,
I wish to be,
Forward in time,
One day you’ll sleep,
One day you’ll know,
Where it is obsolete,
Objects doth go,
Til that time in space,
I’ll leave this (city) place,
Find peace within,
Bring ultimate beauty,
To this interface….