Am I deaf

There are times
When I don’t hear,
Shouts of whether I am deaf
Don’t bother me,
Because I m deaf a bit
But only when I am lost in my thoughts
Like my father
My listening is selective
On at times and off many times
How else do I maintain my sanity
Do I listen to every small
Detail
As to how the
Wrinkles on a collar of a shirt
We’re pressed right
Or a mark on the sleeve
Was not removed
I can ignore this
But I can’t forget to listen the way
Your earrings have to be buttoned
So that holes remain in place.
Not too elongated
Like a hook
A bit loose