"HALF THE SOUND" (A Poem About A Perforated Eardrum)

Half the sound is faintly barricaded

as I turn to the left

The other half is still safe

as I turn to the right

I fear of slowly losing the ability

to enjoy music and voices

slowly consumed by this agony

This is not one of my choices

I need to hear that faintly missing half again,

despite the phantom plug that's causing me pain.

R.

(Jakarta, 8/9/2017 - 7:30 am - I wrote this before I finally got my ears checked and treated.)