Poetry by Tracy Déchaux
Produced by Matthew Toffolo
Editor & Visual Design by Kimberly Villaruel
Read Poem:
It’s a daily occurrence
Attach the electrodes for torment
When really everything will be just fine
I’m just playing around with your mind
You lie there so trusting
When its me that has you cussing
If you wake up with a headache
Don’t worry, it’s just your sanity that I take
When I ask you to relax as I linger
And put on my surgical gloves with floppy fingers
Don’t be nervous and hyper ventilate
I’ll be checking your eyes if they dilate
After the surgery get plenty of rest
It’s true but its for the best
My home is hell in a dim lit room
It could be worse, you could be stuck in a tomb
Don’t forget, you will want to see me first
As I am so careful with my thirst
But as time moves on that knowledge is forgotten
I am Hell’s Child Brain Surgeon
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