Pinched nerve knotted muscle dreadfulness
in my neck just as I held that African necklace
to my throat. Ach! Was it cursed?
The gorgeous fat ochre bead so stunning
nevertheless stabbing pain took me away
and superstition kept me from going back.
My neck my Achilles heel my raison d’etre
my love and my nemesis tries to tell me All
yet I fail to comprehend.