When you opened your eyes, a vein in your left temple had grown an organ, a heart. It beat rhythmically, and you wondered how long before it consumed you and whether, as it did, it recognised your existence and bore you some affection.
art by sofia bonita
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Reblogged this on listentothebabe and commented:
a monstrous poem on Hijacked Amygdala.
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Is this about your migraines?
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Yes but it’s a nostalgic piece 😉
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It’s very evocative. I’m really glad it’s nostalgic. 🙂
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Wow, as I manage a neurological disease of the left frontal and temporal lobes that has severe chronic migraines, seizures, aphasia, etc., as secondary effects, these words and this image are something I can really identify with.
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I’m so sorry to hear that. Chronic pain takes on a life of its own and leaves scratches on our soul.
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Super imagery. I can imagine it strangling you, or slipping down your throat and choking you from the inside out.
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Ah perfect response. It is a suffocating existence.
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