It starts with the stiff neck
Slap﹡stab of the disc from its ivory tower
Snap﹡smack of the bands sliming it into place
The head weighs ten pounds
Ten pounds of pig head cost nothing
Some give head for a ten
But it’s the Head of the Stiff Neck
Association who takes home
my tenners by ten

So it begins, the doctor explains,
but all the feels are still there
He writes a prescription for chronic
So it begins, the pharmacist says
But all the pain is real; existence hurts
Drop﹡shot the pill and forget
The itemised sick note for the employer

So it begins, the boss complains,
until it ends

I am ravenous