not now, hon

convicts on a chain-gang
beat a tattoo inside her head
sharp slivers of pain
turn her left eye a bloody red

up ‘n down the nausea rises
on creaky roller-coaster tracks
spikes sticking out her cranium
inserted front ‘n back

aspirin, ibuprofen
paracetamol
all useless against the throbbing
inside that bony wall

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