in the corner of my left eye
i feel the blooming of
a migraine begin
occluding all reason
nailing pain to my brain
and causing civility to flee before the tornado wrath
of assualted sysnapses
time becomes distorted
like algea in a summer pond
the verdancy of the ache
looks pretty
yet underneath i suffocate
the time of darkness
begins...
to bloom like a carrion flower....
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 4:51 PM UTC
in the corner of my left eye
i feel the blooming of
a migraine begin
occluding all reason
nailing pain to my brain
and causing civility to flee before the tornado wrath
of assualted sysnapses
time becomes distorted
like algea in a summer pond
the verdancy of the ache
looks pretty
yet underneath i suffocate
the time of darkness
begins...
to bloom like a carrion flower....
yesterday a miasma of glaring ache...
today much better..
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