Sound Must be Scary

I wonder what it feels like to be deaf. To know nothing of sound other than the way your skin moves to its vibrations. To feel your heart thump it’s way into your rib cage and meld into it. I wonder if there is a special kind of fear to watch the tempo of your soul be rewritten, to see notes change as the score is rearranged, to stand while the beat of your drum is redefined with the tune of a language you’ll never comprehend.