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It's just a migraine
easily controllable with caffeine, codeine
ginger, Gravol
Pain and nausea tick-tock every second. Medication cuts me loose, banging through time like a bumper car until I wake up sticky and disoriented.
And years have passed. Or at least the afternoon.
It's not a good idea to drill a hole in your skull. But sometimes I wonder how it would feel. They just let the air in and then it's all perfectly natural. When I first read Hills Like White Elephants, I thought they were discussing trepanation.
I might not be awake yet. You might not be real. Did you ever think of that?
All questions will be answered, all fears will be allayed.
easily controllable with caffeine, codeine
ginger, Gravol
Pain and nausea tick-tock every second. Medication cuts me loose, banging through time like a bumper car until I wake up sticky and disoriented.
And years have passed. Or at least the afternoon.
It's not a good idea to drill a hole in your skull. But sometimes I wonder how it would feel. They just let the air in and then it's all perfectly natural. When I first read Hills Like White Elephants, I thought they were discussing trepanation.
I might not be awake yet. You might not be real. Did you ever think of that?
All questions will be answered, all fears will be allayed.
*kisses your tender head*