Resignation
This ringing in my ears;
This ‘tinnitus’ so called – I googled it of course – from
“mid 19th century: from Latin, from tinnire ‘to ring, tinkle’, of imitative origin”
Its sound on left is of a roaring ocean’s unceasing waves;
On right a high pitched tintinabulation of bells.
You might think that’s quite pleasant.
Perhaps it is if you can turn it off, tune it out at your behest.
Not so for me.
No other sounds pierce its insistent tones.
Wine, coffee, weariness and stress;
Even the things supposed to help me hear.
All encourage it to persist.
Unheard by others, it belongs to me; I’ll live with it.
