Tinitus.

With tinitus steadily rising
Uncontrolled noise
Can't think in a cloud
Can't hear myself talk.

It's grey and quiet today

Dead Air, fog,
grey and quiet,
holding me tight,
into the sea.

Fog.

Look outside.
Can you see it?
No?
Maybe Voé is in the way.

All the sunlight

All the sunlight from outside.
I'm busy, can't you wait?
I need to do this and that.
Not a lot of noise.
Maybe everyone else is inside too.
They need to do this and that too.
I'm ready.
Sun has gone down for today.

Late brunch.

Wake up.
Sleep more.
Wake up again.
I feel ill.
Regret.
Head hurts.
Tinnitus appearing.
Getting louder every year.
Sleep more.