The ringing.
It’s always there, the ringing.
Drown out the ringing. Ignore the ringing. Mute the ringing.
I can hear the ringing around the corners. Under the cracks, the ringing.
I can see it in the dark.
Droning. Drowning. Ringing.
Sometimes it’s way down the hallway. Distant. Tiny.
Somedays it rattles the teeth in my head, the ringing.
A giant, 5 alarm ring.
Giant.