Headache

This is the thing
That causes the head to pound
Looking for definition
In a world of partial
Hidden subjects
Whispered secretly
Against night backdrops
Among secret lovers

This is the thing
That makes my head pound
Inclusion
As it rapidly diminishes
In the mocha wave
Extra cream
No sugar added
At four dollars a pop
With ninety percent
Ending up on foreign soul
Soiled
Because you could care less

This is the thing
That makes me drink
Think
Beneath florescent lights
On park benches
In the moments I am all alone
Captivated
By the self destruction
I bequeath upon my soul
Soiled
Looking for an anti-inflammatory
For the things
That cause the head to pound
Relentless
Obsessive
In the struggle for freedom
Understanding...
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