Unfamiliar Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky

Unfamiliar



Your voice is
unfamiliar to my ears-
a hiss, a squeal
rather than a hum,
a low rumble in the distance.
What was once
smooth like black coffee-
some thing I could
swill and engulf in-
now like chalkboard scratches,
hissing teapots,
screeching tires.

How could something
sensuous sounding
become disfigured and horrid
in my ears?

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