White Noise

By Cliff Lake

 

White Noise

 

Static.

All the static.

So much static.

It fills the air,

It scuttles discernment.

What is it you can no longer hear?

What have you missed?

Voices dimmed.

Voices obscured.

Voices removed.

There is so much static,

That it discourages listening.

White noise.

 

Noise.

All that noise.

So much noise.

It fills the ear.

It scrambles observation.

What is it being shouted down?

What are you made to hear?

Loud pronouncements.

Louder accusations.

Louder lies.

There is so much noise,

That people stop listening.

White noise.

 

Fog.

All this fog.

So much fog.

It blurs the eyes.

It denies perception.

What is obscured from sight?

What must you not see?

Obscuring facts.

Obscuring faces.

Obscuring deeds.

There is so much fog,

That people stop looking.

White noise.

 

So much static.

You have only that now.

So much noise.

You hear only that now.

So much fog.

You see only that now.

 

White noise.

Who makes the white noise?

They keep making that now.

White noise.

Who frames the white noise?

It’s all that they do now.

White noise.

Who needs the white noise?

It’s all that they have now.

White noise.

 

Cliff Lake 9/26/2025

Copyright © Clifford Lake 2025

Location: Washington, DC, USA

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