Hearing aids

Today on the bus, and again on the metro, I saw people around me wearing hearing aids, much like myself. Only they were wearing them to not hear. Not hear the silence, the thoughts of others, the surroundings, the scenery, the bare concrete walls once underground.

My hearing aids are to help me hear. While crossing the split tail of 370 I thought to myself, what bliss to never have to rely on sound, or to live in a silent world.

While getting off at Chinatown, I thought to myself, how pointless the music is.