with chillies on the forehead
smeared by the cooking hand:
to wipe off the sweat...
and with nettles at the feet,
  itching to craft a tap-dance...
and extending into neurological
active ingredients of identifying
receptor points...
       numb the *******,
numb, the *******...
    smear fresh chilli on your
forehead,
while dipping your feet into
a bundle of nettles...
   if that's not anti-chinese herbology,
then i don't know, what is,
or ever will be.
resurrect these numbed nerve
endings...
          i'm pretty sure
numbing the **** from
******* with a ******* is one artefact;
i feel sorry for circumcised men,
who will not know...
what ******* with a *******
feels like...
   like? like a woman mastrubating
in a shower...
         it's also called the golden
shower...
   same with rubbing your fingers
against your forehead,
after having cut up fresh chillies.
or dipping your feet into
a bush of nettles...
come on!
excite the brain!
   show the brain what nerve
endings you have!
i find that the prime reason
for alzheimer's is that?
  some nerve endings haven't
been explored,
  leaving some nerve endings
numb, this fascination with
not experiencing any profound
medium of pain,
precipitates in the softer mould
of pain, a pain much more
profound, and certainly less acute...
even if the pain be greater in
a shorter time-span,
i find it more superior than if
there be a lesser pain,
in a longer time-span;
like any dog beckoned for being
put-down attests:
let's just get it over, and done with,
i don't feel like listening
to an hour's worth of
woof-woof-bark-howl epitaphs;
(hence the) *******.