It should be well known that
the voices can be piercing,
but they also have inside curves
I can't negotiate
They run rings around me,
I can't take them
I grow smaller and rounder at the edges
with each day I listen
I'm the switchboard for sensitive words
What am I to say into seven lines
at the same time?
My head whirrs, thoughts a mess,
speech mangled in a maze of angles
Whether someone's phishing by phone?
Whether someone's messing up my mnemonics?
Have no idea
What's the right dial tone to adopt
for the voices I can't have
hanging in my ear?
For the author's “Let the Small Words Come to Me,” please click here.