Pesky – a poem

Pesky

The constant buzz,
sometimes louder
as it flies by
then recedes back as it moves away.
It’s one constant voice,
the kind of droning
that exists in the background.
White noise,
occasionally brushed away from the ear.
It gets louder,
without getting closer.
The hum becomes
a vibration felt in the air
tangible,
a resonance
reverberating inside,
under the skin.
Even though it’s rhythm
counters my own.
it’s persistence permeates
until the sound
deafens
and draws blood
and I can’t ignore it
any more.

Poetic Asides

Written for the poetic asides blog prompt.

Fish Remains
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