unsent draft messages

A whirring fridge,

Intermittent hissing 

from an old boiler

And the clacking staccato

of a suitcase bouncing 

along the pavement outside

With me in the middle

The conductor of this cacophony

Struggling to harmonise 

this discorded orchestra 

As the magpie is tone deaf,

And that leafblower 

is messing up the crescendo…

I think I’m meditating wrong