Raj Arumugam

Hearing Things - Poem by Raj Arumugam

when first I heard the radio
when I was just about four
in a tiny village in India
I thought I was hearing things
but mom said:
Don’t worry, rasa -
it’s just the radio…

when first I heard
the voice on the other side of the line
I nearly jumped out of my skin
but the salesperson said:
Don’t worry;
that’s not the devil
that’s just the marvel of the telephone

when now I hear voices
when I’m in my shower
and I ask my wife and children:
Did you guys want to talk to me?
they answer:
Why would we?
You’d better wash your ears;
You’re hearing things…

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 6, 2010

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