A Poem Titled, “Private Noises”
An ode to the overheard in London
2 min readNov 16, 2021
Something about all those damn private noises.
The comfortable conversation between three friends that falls into your ears from the balcony two flats above yours. As you lie in bed at 10pm on a Friday night, their noise makes you feel less alone. Not in the physical presence kind of way, but the ‘we’re all in this crazy life…
