Ode to Daily Painful Pleasure…
ring ring… Ring – rwring.. wring… WRING.. RING WRING. RING RING… THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
The pulsating sensations get loudear and louder. My temples are on fire. The sounds around me begin to echo… I begin to hear more things.. begin to see more things… “What was that?” I ask loudly to no one. I know I saw a dark patch of movement out of the corner of my eye. There it goes again, but this time it’s on the other side. I turn my head quickly to see the dark image haunting me. My neck is now hurting from the whiplash.
THUMP THUMP… RING RING!!!! RING GRING! THUMP THUD! gRIN GRING!!!
Heart is racing wildly! Head is now pounding harder. I feel tingly and yawn. The top of my forehead feels like it got run over by a Mack Truck.
I’m starting to get itchy now..
Scratch Scratch… can’t get rid of that itch… It’s moving from my forearm to the back of my neck… Now my ears are ringing even louder! Back is twitching with the painful throbbing. Knuckles are pounding more and more with every key hit… pulsations of pain and pleasure.
Stomach is gurgling more and more… Feels like very hollow inside…
Gurgle… gurgle… twurl…
RING-RING… THUD THUD! THUMP THUMP! gRING gRING! BA-BUMP! BUMP BUMP!
GAAA! CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!
Where the heck is that bandanna… got to get it on my forehead to stop the PAIN!
Don’t drink coffee in the afternoon! Don’t drink it in the morning either!
CAFFIENE KILLS! It never heals.