Monday, February 7, 2011

Rinse and spit

I want to get a screw driver and put it to my temple and turn. I'll unhinge the top of my head and peer inside, a toothbrush in my fist. I'll delicately squish my brain aside, tilt my head, and begin the process.

I'll brush and scrape until the bristles make a gritty noise on the inside of my ears.

It's all fuzzy in there.

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