Tinnitus
The audiologist said I should watch
a video that begins with a man,
probably a plumber, in my predicament.
He says, "It's like pipes hissing in my head."
I said, "It's like rattlesnakes in dry grass."
The diagnoses for both of us
was the same cruel curse, "Live with it."
The sound in my head is a message.
Remember how they tied Odysseus
to the mast, but plugged the ears of those
not strong enough to listen to the truth?
I'm not either.
This slightly sinister sound protects me
from my own grim thoughts.
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