Poems from pbartman2023
children hear.
they hear the talking turning to yelling
they’ll wander downstairs, say they couldn’t sleep, could we watch tv?
and they’...
walk into the room
i’ve seen you before but i don’t know who you are
all i know is i dreamed you couldn’t kill me
you carved and jabbed...
i thought if i could break the loop,
if i could take the broken record and smash it,
if i could stop the endless noise,
if i could hear...