Magnetic Resonance Imaging
Thundering magnets
With head straps
Coffin enclosures
Even for the open minded
Tribal rhythm
Beats deeply within the very microprobes of my brain
Microbial Relationship Inertia
My eyes stare Blankley
As the ancient pulse pounds forbidden knowledge into my aching head
Contrast dye
Somehow separates the message
Blue means highest priority
Pink used for lower frequency technology
My veins have grown callous to the numerous piercing
Hardly a prick is felt these days
Still no step closer to my cure
Splitting head of migraine misery
Perhaps I am the cure
Could it be possible that I am the receptor from the elders?
The chosen one
Nurtured over the years for this very heralded cure
As my head explodes in grey matter
Secret particles shall ooze forth from its pores
Hush
Thus far, this has been a low security matter
It’s only tissue my dear
Store it in a bit of Formaldehyde
Use it for future benefit
So it shall live on through me
Then the pain will have been worthy
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©Bill Grimes Jr, 2006
