Tuesday, November 11, 2014

I don't like hearing people chew
The sound grains in my soul
It sounds like kissing
Kissing is personal
Food is personal
The sound of people chewing
The pop of gum
Sounds that come out of mouths
That are not words or music
Claw into my skin
Like claws
Like scratches
Like needles on a chalkboard
Some sounds are whispers
Are secret
Are private

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