Auditory Perception
A poem of sound.
I doubt I heard each word you said
You see I have a low auditory perception
In other words, I’m almost deaf
And use selective interception.
That is, to say, I hear the words
That suits me and I can handle
Something’s I heard when I could hear
Were only piffle and scandal.
I tried using fancy hearing aids
And heard every squeak and mutter
And if I tried to take it all in
I feared I’d end up a real nutter.
So, please raise your voice a little bit
And face my eyes while you are speaking
Speak slowly and talk clearly
So, I won’t end up, freaking.
It may sound like a tall order
But please I love the conversation
And even though I love my dog
He only speaks in Alsatian.
The audio tech at the hearing center
Told me I still have distance hearing
And can hear a train seven miles away
Long before it’s appearing.
I know the feeling when someone says
You’re wasting time because I never listen
But when it comes to seeing what’s there
With some help, I have twenty, twenty, visions.
Please be patient when I don’t answer
When you whisper shriek or mumble
I’m not ignoring you
It’s just a bungle in my jungle.
©
David Rudder
2022
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