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Dear migraine,
Someday I hope
you and me
become less intimate
companions.
You see, I am
so very weary of
being a Responsible Adult
because of you:
the Decent Bed Times,
the lack of
Caffeine After Noon,
living in a
No Partying Zone.
Any time these laws are
ignored or otherwise broken,
or sometimes for
no reason at all,
I am punished,
most severely,
might I add,
by you.
You, with your
wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey bullshit,
the way the walls tilt like
a quicksand building
caught and drowning,
or the way I
spin in a nauseous
pseudo-dream,
full of shifting tides
and hourglass words.
Migraine,
dear migraine,
please, find someone else
to torment. I have
lived under your
iron fist long enough.
Someday I hope
you and me
become less intimate
companions.
You see, I am
so very weary of
being a Responsible Adult
because of you:
the Decent Bed Times,
the lack of
Caffeine After Noon,
living in a
No Partying Zone.
Any time these laws are
ignored or otherwise broken,
or sometimes for
no reason at all,
I am punished,
most severely,
might I add,
by you.
You, with your
wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey bullshit,
the way the walls tilt like
a quicksand building
caught and drowning,
or the way I
spin in a nauseous
pseudo-dream,
full of shifting tides
and hourglass words.
Migraine,
dear migraine,
please, find someone else
to torment. I have
lived under your
iron fist long enough.
Literature
The Storm
What can you do?What can I do?...
As the rain falls and the lightning strikes.
As I sit and I watch
The downpour outside
And I think how unfair it is
That my mom made me stay inside!
You'll get hit by lightning!
But then I insist
She says okay be careful then...
I skip outside, and I start to dance!
I am just happy
A happy little guy!
As I dance in the rain...
Hail starts to happen.
It rattles my scalp
I start to run
The wind starts blowing....
Blowing me away!
I scream in fear
I should have listened!
I fly through the sky
And I get slammed to the ground
I get ripped up!...
By the furious twister!
It really kind of hurts...
Now I am
Literature
Sea-Storm
Flashing, roaring, racing lightning
Burns away the cloying dark.
Clouds are waves upon the cliff
Of blue sky, rolling endlessly into the cold
Void of the heavens. The winds hound
The clouds into the void above.
Clouds boil into being above
And between them flickers pale lightning.
Baying at the sky, lean hounds'
Voices are lost in the thunder echoing from the dark.
The winds build, blowing cold
Down the clouds in the sky, tall like cliffs.
The sea, storm-driven, beats against the cliffs,
Spraying spume to the ledges above.
The waves clamour and duel, cold
In their roaring wrath, cold as the pale lightning
Which sunders and routs the dark,
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Literature
Downpour
soft grass between my
toes, the sky splashes
my face, the clouds
frown a threatening gray
and mud squelches under my flipflops
as I shiver and
the rain washes away
my loneliness
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Ooh, very clever. I have hated migraines all my life.
I take Aleve, it works best in my experience.
I take Aleve, it works best in my experience.