I’ve had a few days of pain that started off as ice pick headaches somewhere around my ear. It has now progressed onto my tongue and remains a constant rather than a series of sharp pains, but it seems to be fading away.

Anyway, here’s a crappy poem about the pain.

I hope you enjoy.

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It began with a series of pangs
Stretched across a day
Making themselves clear
As they marked out moments

Eventually the pangs dulled
And melded into each other
Becoming a constant
To hold attention

They moved further down
Into what space they could
And settled where
They could ensure their presence