.5. My Twilight World Poem by David Threadgold

Step into my twilight world
Where sound is slowly going
Hearing bits of many things
As the silence keeps on growing

I try to answer questions
From speakers muffled tones
Or listen to the half-heard words
When friend or family phones

Replies are often comical
When hearing only bits
Like pieces in a puzzle
The last bit never fits

I listened to the news last night
A town had all got fleas
Until I turned the sound right up
Found out they’d all made cheese

But once inside my twilight world
I may not let you out
If I don’t hear what you’re saying
So please be sure to shout


© 2008 David Threadgold
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