Mickie the Trigger

Words, carefully combined to achieve specific sentiment, representing varying literals in my life.

Friday, February 1, 2008

Toothouch

When I close my mouth, there is a pain that I feel that starts behind my eyes and rises up to the top of my head, then back down. A constant dull throbbing, a slow scraping of well-manicured nails down the side of my brain. It's as though the inside of my head was being pulled behind a horse through a dusty desert.