It Never Rains

It never rains but then it pours,
My head is full of itchy sores,
A tingly feel with swollen lymphs,
My skin a stage for dancing nymphs.

It never rains but then it storms,
Inside the roller coaster forms,
A pirate ship on bended rails,
I watch as madness sets its sails.

It never rains but then it barks,
As lightning generates the sparks,
That wake the black dog from its sleep,
My head still itchy, starts to weep.

It never rains but then it quakes,
My body fraught with painful aches,
That burrow deep into my soul,
I fear there’s nowhere left to stroll.

It never rains but then it spews,
Like lava from a sullen muse,
A voice that’s silent in the night,
Is no match for this endless plight.

It never rains but then it pours,
My head still full of itchy sores,
I’ll plan adventures for the time,
These shingles leave my haunting rhyme.

© The Complicated Bunny – 25 Mar 2023