HEAD, split in two.
The one side stands with you.
The other at the mercy of the JUJU man, hitting your figurine with a hammer.
A side of your head numbed to you.
The throbbing from the temple akin to the drumming from the METALLICA rock band.
Only this time around, this is some beat you’d rather not bop your head to.
For once darkness is appealing.
As light becomes the new darkness, sending spasms through your eyes, that emboldens the chaotic spell holding your head hostage.
Aaaaaaaarrrrrrrgggghhhhhh, it humbles you.
…..and you beat a retreat into your cocoon, to ride out the storm.
Hoping that it will dissipate, making the recourse to pharmacopoeia superfluous.