Ode to Noisy Neighborhoods and Chaotic Domestic Life - Hannah Pauley

I live in this world free of comfort,
In restless slumber I am somber,
And wishing for those soothing angels
Whose screeching lulled when I was weary
And cradled me on nights so eerie.

I lived in one world full of babel
And peaceful I did slumber softly,
So haunted by the "sleeper's demons"--
Those sirens, whistles, horns, and voices
Which filled the night with noise and clamor.

For those accustomed to commotion
The silence brings a certain torture--
If din and racket be truly chaos,
Tranquility be my fearsome anguish.