life experience
she is hurting me
silently stabbing
relentlessly inflicting upon me wound after wound
my mouth fills with blood, my eyes with silent tears
my hands are clenched in useless fists
i gasp and buck involuntarily as she jabs at sensitive areas
then it is over, and i am shaking
echoes of pain still pulse through my body
the throbbing memory now embedded in the fibers of my being
but i must smile, and carry on politely
i never minded going to the dentist before
posted by CamoBunny at 11:46
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i’m just being silly with this one. it's an oldie but goodie. i didn’t really tear up, but i did gasp and buck. i was really surprised because i actually didn’t used to mind going to the dentist. i’m the one who got my tooth drilled without getting the anesthetic shot. but man did this hygienist lady tear up my gums— peggy, i think her name was. i was surprised to see blood so early on in the cleaning. i was surprised to see that my teeth weren’t a bloody mess afterward. i was sore for days after this.
there is one potential play on words here; i wanted to say “embedded in the c-fibers of my being” but couldn’t work it in without it being awkward—i could have if i thought really hard about it, probably, but not enough people would get it to make it worthwhile.
yes, this time was painful enough to inspire a poem in me as i sat in the dentist’s chair. i thought, oh man, think about something else, find a happy place, or think about some counteracting pain. how about my heartbreak? nope, even that wasn't painful enough to distract me. now that’s bad.
10/07/2005 03:07:00 AM
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