a fragment
It felt like his teeth had become his entire face.
posted by Razovsky @ 8:07 pm
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A spotty record of a writer.
It felt like his teeth had become his entire face.
posted by Razovsky @ 8:07 pm
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or...
it felt like his face had become his teeth.
after 2000 free hours
of continuous practice
her cell phone grew
the spare ear and mouth
she always wanted
but couldn't afford
and yet she was still
irrationally afraid
of giving head
or...
it felt like his teeth had become his faith.
he prayed for her faith to come in his feet.
or...
no teef
just faith
he prayed in faith for her to come on his feet
his entire faith felt like teething on her feet.
funny how his expressionless face betrayed his empty brain while it compiled fragment after fragment until all the files and folders gave him, like the new screensaver she thought was so cool, the illusion of filling up with satisfied whiter than white smiles all over the faithful hippocampus of his inner earthschool, and for a split instant he almost felt as if his feet would come as One and his lonely foot actually knew more than he pretended not to know.
for sale: new and used fragments. some clever, some silly, some true, some deleted, some shamlike, some almost unintelligible. all offers considered.
sold!
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