Private Enterprise

by CHRISTOPHER MORLEY
QUIET is what we need. By telephone,
The press, the mail, the doorbell, radio,
AP or NAM or CIO,
We’re micro-organized and overgrown
With everybody’s business but our own.
Pipe it down, chaintalkers. Muffle and slow
The rapid pulse. I wonder if you know
How good it feels, sometimes, to be alone?
Incessantly loquacious generation,
Let yeah and nyah be your communication.
Before the world comes open at the seams
Invest some private enterprise in dreams.
In unimpassioned silence we might find
(If ever) What the Author Had in Mind.