Headache
Headache
Dendrites on parade
Unsheath their myelin-
They stomp, free and naked.
Axons on fire
Taunted higher and higher
By their screams and
Clangs of their Golgi gongs –
Bending and stretching their electric filaments
To new, distorted levels
Like Jimi Hendrix with an amp that goes up to eleven.
All this feedback and noise
Acts as apoplectic alchemy
Turning my brain to lead-
Cold and heavy behind my eyes.
-RKK
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Posted on Friday January 20th
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