root canal

I performed a root canal and blind-sided you with it,







and still you loved me. As you writhed and as I held you down next to me despite your enamel’s sound of deference as it cracked between the metal prongs of my pliers, I could see it in your eyes, the amber freckles of remaining love that let me know you would still love me even after I had ripped this tooth from your skull and replaced it with lead. The thought made me detest you, made me want to rip not only enamel from you, but then to scoop with my bare fingernails the pulp from the cavity- I will not stop there! I will heave each and every vertebrae from your spine, one by one, until your body matches your mind.