wisdom teeth

Blog Post - wisdom teeth

Think of a party, everyone shivering in swallowed lamplight or, the music. Thin, unpunctured here. Bodies moving like excuses. This is not yet forgetting, this is only a mouthful of blood. Like a startled wait, this yearn wrung through teeth. Like a muscle unlearning itself in whiplash and the slow leaving too. It is simple: only this waiting-room, feathered march of anesthetics, falling through the hollows of a name.

 

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