wrestling with bees
migraine approaching
taught a lesson at home on Mosiah 4-6
the changing of heart
aren’t we all beggars
believe and do what you believe
my head overcrowded with migrainic thoughts
words Mincing mixing with pictures
a wave of nausea for the head
a ship in the mind upheaving
I’ve teased my cat away
rubbing the bright white chest til she carefully bite me twice in warning
i should’ve stopped earlier
i lost her as a companion
tonight at least
self soothing on the wrong object
my mind is full of bees