04-13-2016, 05:59 AM
Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? Okay, Let's Go There
I could compare this migraine
to a summer's day, that stinking hot day
the power went out for hours and the house
cooked and steamed and the only relief
I could find was to go to the basement
and lie down on the still cool concrete floor
and not move. If I could call it relief.
That outage lasted about as long
as this particular migraine has, and though
the pain was less, the full-body suffering
was commensurate. Of course the ice was
closed away in the sacrosanct freezer
and there was no turning on a fan.
The pressure of no relief, never knowing
how long you have to suck it up --
yep, on a misery scale, it does compare
quite fairly. I don't know which I'd choose
if I had to.
Maybe a heart attack.
I could compare this migraine
to a summer's day, that stinking hot day
the power went out for hours and the house
cooked and steamed and the only relief
I could find was to go to the basement
and lie down on the still cool concrete floor
and not move. If I could call it relief.
That outage lasted about as long
as this particular migraine has, and though
the pain was less, the full-body suffering
was commensurate. Of course the ice was
closed away in the sacrosanct freezer
and there was no turning on a fan.
The pressure of no relief, never knowing
how long you have to suck it up --
yep, on a misery scale, it does compare
quite fairly. I don't know which I'd choose
if I had to.
Maybe a heart attack.