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Rachel Mayfield


someone somewhere

has stuck a pin

in my voodoo doll head

giving me an excruciating pain,

playing nasty tricks

on my senses.

suddenly blinded

by the pounding behind my eyes

my vision fades,

objects begin to disappear.

the Cheshire cat dissolves

into a smile.

“a grin without a cat”

relentless throbbing,

lightning striking my brain.

the pain erupts without stop.

and all I can do is

sit here and wait,

writhing in my nauseating misery

after many agonizing hours . . .

the pin is removed—and I feel

slightly euphoric.

the amazing high

of a circuit breaker that has been flipped.

and I’m left

            with nothing but a grin.