![]() Nicholson's LoungeA Poem by Bradley![]() Ever been at a library or perhaps a study lounge on campus?![]()
The Coke machine whines
Rustling papers are fine Footfalls echo from stairs nearby, Keyboards clacking Time keeps stacking Silence is bought without even asking, See friendly faces Smile at three paces, but To all nearby ears leave no traces, Coughing comes close Burping's just gross But conversation will annoy the most
© 2016 BradleyAuthor's Note
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