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Migraine
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.