Poem About Meniere's (Which Needs a Better Title)
Posted by Amanda Laughtland at 8/27/2007 12:42 PM and is filed under uncategorized 
Meniere’s Disease
Someone is calling an animal,
two syllables of a name
I can’t make out. My ears
feel heavy, too slow
to pull anything from the air
which is why I’ll never
be a birder—all calls
are the same calm chirping.
Someone is calling an animal,
two syllables of a name
I can’t make out. My ears
feel heavy, too slow
to pull anything from the air
which is why I’ll never
be a birder—all calls
are the same calm chirping.
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