Sick

Sick, 5/17/2016, Deon Mumple

What is this stabbing in my brain,
That makes me ache, the insane pain
That starts at teeth and goes to nose
And then to crown, and then to toes,
I’m dizzy and I want to lie
Down somewhere dark and then to cry
Am I being crushed like a grape?
Compressed, my neck hurts at the nape
My throat is dry, coughing, bring tea
My eyes and nose are as achy
I need a day at home, to take
Some bourbon to cure my headache

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