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  • I don’t care much about you
    Headache of mine
    So poignant, so whiny,
    So eager to be at the centre
    Of attention.

    You are tacky and loud
    Flashing lights and darkness
    On the inside of my eyelids
    Sneaky and snarky and mean
    The centre of a tension

    Thrumming inept tunes
    Binary bass across my brain
    Synapses all aching and trembling
    A painful wobbling jelly
    Readying for eruption

    Have a heart for my elder cells
    They can’t handle all that much
    All that modern pulsating noise
    That wild Pollocking of the senses
    All that grey corrosive fission.

    There must be a mistake
    An accident, some confusion
    We’re only together in this very same skull
    Because of some dreadful

    Headache of mine
    It’s nothing too personal
    Yet I do not want you to start a tradition
    I don’t care much about you at all
    And you barged in without an invitation.
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