Somewhere down the hall
Baleful and unstinting
A clock radio is wailing
Its tuneless ostinato
Pleading for response
Jolted upright
I am outraged and amazed
That the intended recipient
Of this warning
Refuses to pay it heed.
Then abruptly
Almost too much so
Order is restored
And uneasy silence
Descends once more.
In the sleepless dark
I ask myself how often
Friends have been alarmed
By the sounds of trouble
That I stubbornly ignore.
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