Ringing

the transport station was unusually empty tonight. as i sit, wating for my shuttle, i was hoping

to do some people watching, but ive only seen a transient that shuffled past me mumbling something, then curling up across the way to sleep, there was a man in a suit standing a healthy distance way, as if to not contaminate himself with the likes of us, there was a man sitting just to my right reading a huge book, almost looked a baptist church bible, easily 5inches thick, across from me a woman sat digging through her bag, i caught her glancing at me a few times...to my right another woman walks towards my bench, there are others open, but she sits next to me, hi she says, how are you? i ask, just fine she says, and you? cant complain... she pulles out a cigarette, you have a light? i do, as i turn to dig in my backpack for it, i notice the bum on the bench is wide awake and very alert, watching me... wha...? i sit up and get my head stuffed into a black bag that cinches tight around my neck, dont fight a man says, it will be less painful... ouch! that was a needle...

where is that ringing coming from? my eyes burned, as if taken out of my head and left on a counter top to dry... my bones seemed cold, my muscles unresponsive, i remember the station, the bag, the needle, where am i? i try to say, the mind wills it but the body ignores, not a sound escapes my lips... lips? i touch my lips with my tounge... tounge? what is this? i must be numb, i cant really feel any part of my face, my eyes begin to see, bright lights, blurry faces, but i cant hear a thing over the ringing in my ears, cant they hear that? one face turns to me, i can see a hole in his face moving, he must be talking, another puts something over my face, i feel light, floating, the dark, nothing....

oh, man that ringing, i can see now, although i cant explain the odd dials and readouts that im seeing within my vision, perhaps im looking through some type of eye test machine... i try to move it away, but cant move my hands, they must be restrained to the table that im sitting on, at least im sitting up, i try to move my head, must be locked into the testing machine.. so where is the doctor? oh, there she is, i attempt to ask what happened, but no sound comes, i could swear i said it, but it is as if my vocal cords where removed... she notices that im looking around, and motions to someone behind me, he steps in front of me and looks into my eyes, he mouths something that i can hear due to the ringing, and her assistant applies a chemical to rag, and that rag comes to my face... i black out...

if i knew what money was and if i could get it, i would pay to have someone turn off that stupid ringing...