Bonehead

They came with their white jump suits and nets, changing your known reality, washed and disinfected, special jacket. Teach you to obey the laws of God and society. Hey baby! Hey baby! Hold on! Wait! Not yet! They strapped you to a big ole metal table. The needle went deep, as the masked man lied. You slowly went limp, while a mouse whispered a fable. A red rubber ball in your mouth, you cried. The skin was slowly peeled back from your white skull. A drill cut a hole in your head, just right. They took a metal rod and slid it in your brain real tight. You could feel your mind take a very long vacation flight. Then you're home and again living your precious life, not even the least bit aware that anything had changed. You're just about right now, only a couple more treatments. The one you love most will call them again next month.