Whispers
I wince as pressure rolls upshoulders and neckto the back of my head.Hand me a wet clothand the capsules.Minutes drag, slowly.Pain subsides, nausea leaksthrough a drug brightened world.Behind my eyelids, light seeksto torment. I reach for sunglassesin an already darkened room,to ease the ache.Trembles trackalong my nerves, rememberthe pounding megrimslost for a time.Relief of sortspreclude their return.Memorized intensitylingers in my brain,as mementosof those forceful throbs whisper,'I'm still here, hiding'.Headaches will resume,they always do, perhapsnot soon but alwayswith unexpected certainty.Blessed pills,cursed need.(c) September 23rd, 2001 Written October 9th, 2001 © on Oct 09 2001 04:33 AM PST 0 • 10
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"I wince as pressure rolls upshoulders and neckto the back of my head.Hand me a wet clothand the capsules.Minutes drag, slowly.Pain subsides, nausea leaksthrough a drug brightened world.Behind my eyelids, light seeksto torment. I reach for sunglassesin an already darkened room,to ease the ache.Trembles trackalong my nerves, rememberthe pounding megrimslost for a time.Relief of sortspreclude their return.Memorized intensitylingers in my brain,as mementosof those forceful throbs whisper,'I'm still here, hiding'.Headaches will resume,they always do, perhapsnot soon but alwayswith unexpected certainty.Blessed pills,cursed need.(c) September 23rd, 2001..."