The room is loud
and still you yell
above the din
to the man walking
on the bridge above you.
Of course he does not
hear you, and after
screwing up your face
in frustration you
start to laugh.
Of course your words
get lost. They are just
more noise, and you
are just one more
noisemaker. Your
laughter adds
to the ruckus,
and you don’t care one bit
that no one hears.