Uproar

My head resonates with
glugging hissing crackling
slurping suction sounds
booming round the boundaries
inside my skull.

Tubes and wires sprout from
the little motor over my head.
One tube leads into a cone
in my ear which craves
immediate scratching
I focus resolutely on staying
still throughout the uproar.

My ear canals clear after
ten long minutes. I hear again.

Uproar

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