talk talk talk

the noise in this room bombards my poor ears
"the government does not agree with this statement"
music in nearby headphones like static electricity
these noisy keys tap tap tapping

how i would like some quiet
a cup of tea and turkish delight
and some very good company
these things would bring back my happiness to me

i'm contemplating the future
like someone with a starting gun in his hand
but the horses have already bolted
suddently i realise i'm contemplating the past