I have a cancer growing on my head <br />I found it there one day <br />When alerted by a slight but constant itch <br />I scratched the surface off of it <br />Releasing future throe <br />The smart of which costs me <br />A piece of my life each day <br />I have a cancer on my head <br />Now swollen and sore <br />Its density deepens within my withering skull <br />Digging and drilling like a brain weevil it feeds <br />On what little there is left of me to eat<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-brain-weevil/
