Migraine


Creeping up from behind

its target it will find

with kaleidoscope light

blocking out all sight

the brain, a freight train

on a poor track full of pain

in full frantic spin around

heavy metal amplified sound

pray it soon will stop

before your eyeballs pop

in throbbing agony weep

hope for oblivion of sleep

There is only one good killer, painkiller. Ha de Gött!

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4 comments

  1. Obviously you have experienced these dreadful migraines. You so poetically put the experience of a migraine .

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  2. terrific metaphor of the freight train; love the jumpy, jittery rhymes —

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