Turn Off That Shit!
Please don't play any music this evening. When I'm at work,
I must endure hours of sappy Disney movie songs and gravely
Insipid mainstream pop. All of the people around here favor
The propaganda which passes for country ("everything's
Wonderful, why want more?). It all leaves me nauseous.
What I most want is silence and solitude. Then I can hear
The subtle melodies issuing out of adroitly spoken words.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck

Written on 2025-07-09 at 00:42



