Monday, April 27, 2015

personal spring

I had a frozen smile today.
It was my dentist's fault.
First he froze my mouth so I wouldn't feel my mouth get frozen.
Then it seemed to me he brandished a needle with reckless abandon and sure enough, four hours later my face still felt like a Picasso selfie.
My eye felt like it belonged somewhere else, to someone else.
So did my cheek.
And my smile.
Couldn't whistle either.
I was startled when I discovered that.

It's night now and the great thaw has come and gone.
A sort of personal spring.

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