migraine

[father_hunger]

‘Is it okay if I take off
For now’
She says,
‘My sugar has gone through the floor
Again.’

And the pain comes
In waves
It rattles and shakes
Nerve endings and brains,

And the kisses are misty
The touches
A cloud
The searing electric
The panic
A shroud

The needle is welcome
The burn is like home
The static, a heartache
In headache,
alone.