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Unreal
March 17, 2012
Sometimes,
the noises get so deafening that
I can't even begin to push them out of my head.
My frail attempts to reassure myself that they aren't real,
only adds to all the screaming,
screaming I'm not even sure exists,
but perpetuates
like a hundred pots that spin on the floor
and clatter against each other and never want to stop
--all of these happening in the little confine of my head,
which offer only prolonged echos that magnify what I hear.
The noises eventually go away,
but I get so scared,
so scared that one day,
the noises may stop disappearing.
© Karen C., Holbrook, MA
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