Kacie B. Sharpe

Poetry, short prose, & general musings.

We are numb in a world of noise

Constant entertainment expected

Silence is a fearful thing

Unknown & mysterious

A glance at a watch

A check of our phone

A turn of a radio dial

Our minds have become soft

Unable to compute

A thought, a feeling, an idea

Where are you, creativity?

Hidden under a mountain of distractions.