If my eyeballs melted out of head
or I vomited this pain inside
The effects would probably last longer than
the migraine that was not invited
Thank God for sumatriptan
~
If I continue to rub my head
back and forth against my pillow
I might go bald
But what the fuck
I can’t see behind me anyway
~
My teeth are on fire
I had plans for tomorrow
but now I just want
my ears to stop ringing
and send the communication department on furlough
~
And then I woke up
to the burning smell
Much like racism
you wont believe that it is still burning
because your fascia is fine
~
Classism which allows everyone at the top
to do whatever they want
and makes fibromyalgia seem like a president
that could care less about a
constitution written in 1778
~
How good is a document if nobody is honoring it?
It’s like a prescription that the pharmacy can’t fill
If the office never received the fax
Because my prescription is expired
Or my doctor is on leave
~
There comes a time
say after 250 years
That it is time to reestablish
the needs and expectations of We The People
We need a new prescription
~
You won’t hear me because you can’t
Your ears have been filled by Lewis Powell
and every white man who worshipped his memo
The crises The United States is in now
was dictated by a document created 1971 in the summer
~
Your mama was owned on paper
your ancestors too and maybe some of mine
And now you
We don’t call it slavery anymore but it’s a class war
Though at its finest its actually oligarchy
~
Thoughts are wonderful its where dreams begin
but CEOs and shareholders get all the bonuses
while heads of households get their hours cut
and on paper I could pay off my credit card every month
under the last administration
~
Now I live in a pressure suit
My fascia is deteriorating
When I try to speak truth to lies
The nerves in my face erupt when you argue with me
Tripping over paper is enlightening
~





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