Doo Wop & Shinanigans


Here it comes again

Echoing from my right eye and taking over my thoughts


Interrupting the best part of my day without a care nor warning

Why ME..Why Today?

Even that question brings tension

The gentleness of my fingertips apply circular motions to my temple but fail to ease the


I surrender my taste buds

sight and sound

Embrace my body into a fetus concoon


Once again I have been defeated by the


Until we meet again…


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