What should you do if you get strong chords stuck in your head and can’t get them out?
Or perhaps they are words, repeated over and over, like an unscheduled interlocution
with yesteryear’s obsessions, except that there is only inexpressible dread on your part.
To a point, attempting to make newfangled origami or reading the elaborate lewdnesses
of an ancient Roman libertine may help. The problem is that, if ignored, a little earworm
can turn into something sanguinary.
hidden pilcrow 