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I have wolf ears

I always say I have dog ears they are rather wolf ears I hear things others do not notice the blowing fan of an air register irritates me in the morning I wake to the neighbor’s rooster or a large garbage truck rumbling up the road my dogs barely hear these things, continuing their relaxing slumber. tingles of a ticking clock bug me whereas no one else notices them I can barely concentrate if someone is tapping right now there is a noise I cannot pinpoint It seems to permeate the air it is one of those sounds unnoticeable to other humans but I have wolf ears I sit here, irritated, trying to decipher it It might be a light fixture or a hum of a refrigerator I cannot type another word, trying to sit in silence begging for silence, which never comes because I have wolf ears.

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