Once again we meet
For a repeat performance
Of your hands on my back
As you massage and crack
What doesn't always move
Under you touch smooth
Stubborn I guess, so today
You say we'll try a different way
And as the machine whirrs
Metal bar in my hand you
Probe finding the exact spots
And then ZAP it hurts alot
As currents jolt my muscles
Jerking here and there
Making my arm move in mid air
It feels like an electrical storm
Inside my body. I like the pain.

Who knew opposing currents
Could offer such release
You ask how it feels now
I say my neck feels free
Lighter on my head
The weight somehow less
I know it sounds strange
But sometimes a change
Brings about a positive reaction
So I say we turn the page
On a new treatment regime
Same time next week
At 8 a.m. we'll meet
For a shock treatment
That gets my currents
Running the right way
Sure doc, whatever you say

I have soooo been there..nice

I'm sure many have-thanks

tanya- you profile pic looks fits my poem - how did that happen?

Have a wonderful and cold Michigan New Year's Eve-is there any other?

wonderfully descriptive

thanks

it's good to remember they are mostly helpful