White Noise

At age four, I told my parents

when my foot fell asleep,

"I have stars in my shoes."

Today, the doctor asks me

a question, his words jumbling

like stars in my brain.

Frenetic light-points

dance, static hiss,

a midnight station off air.

I reach for the dial, twist

it all the way to the right.

The doctor disappears.

#poetry

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