Migraine
2009.04.28 (Tuesday) – 11:26 am“Pain is completely subjective. It is whatever the patient says it is.”
- Nursing textbook
I don’t want to say what the pain is
- sheets of acid raining down my skull
- glass shards slicing tendons pre-seared by red heat
- icicle, tearing gobbets from my now-dry tongue
- the persistent pulse of a now-hated heart blursting blood through weakened veins
- cones and rods piercing my eyes, spearing deep into the backs of the balls
- like needles sewing baseball seams on my head
I don’t want to say the pain is
- covering my hears from the sound of my children’s morning joy
- sniffing at the oppressive odor of cinnamon toast
- shutting my eyes from the faces of my love
- touching me in wrong places
- giving me a taste of hell
I’m the impatient.
I want to say
what the pain
was.
One Response to “Migraine”
ouch! a series of highly unpleasant but precisely perfect images. “like” isn’t the right word, obviously, but i like the spearing cones and rods image. also cool is the festival of alliteration in the line with “persistent pulse” , “-hated heart”, “bursting blood”, and even the almost-alliteration of “weakened veins”.
i don’t get migraines (thankfully!) but even in the ordinary mundane stress/tension headaches, i’m right there with you in the final thought. great inspiration from the nursing quote
By throwshiswords on May 7, 2009