Dybbuks Cause My Meniere's

by DL Girard on Thursday, June 23, 2011 at 7:29pm

I try to get up 

but I am thrown back down

It seems as if invisible hands

grab me by the shoulders

Pushing me back down in a brutal way

Fortunately I land on a soft surface

Slow. Slow down, move the legs

rise, rise slowly.

I don't dare look up

I pitch backwards

This time there is no sofa to break my fall

Only the hard linoleum

I have heard the dybbuks singing each to each

I do believe they sing for me

They sing in my ear, in ringing tones, like singing bowls,

and soft hissing white noise

for an eternity.