there is wincing by invite,
as courier it convenes,
in the bones and every joint
to take by any means,
not by gentle persuasion
instead by a full foment,
it swallows not the ache
but feeds on it's torment
it is filled with fitful roil
on so torturous a course,
that oft occurs by rote
with regularity and force
it is not singular in host
as it will occupy the day,
and nights are not for rest
because it will not go away
it is by exact and nettle
that flesh abide this thorn,
it is the sanction of remiss
that always must be worn
John R Tarter
J