Selective Amnesia There was a point to this. But I forgot.

28Jun/059

Quick Tale #2

Near Death

He lay there, prone and exposed. Strange noises, eerily similar to rats gnawing at old leather, in his head. The pain. The mind numbing, searing pain. The ignominy of lying helpless. The hot orb of light burning above. He lay there. Prone, unable to move, unable to think, not wanting anything except for the pain to end. For it all to end.

And then the dentist said “You’re done”

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  1. ouch! sweet pain. all puns intended.

  2. But the real pain comes afterwards, much after you leave the dentist’s execution chair. Teeth somehow have a built-in clock. The pain peaks at dusk.

  3. Now this is the eleventh post i am reading in the dan brown style…i would rather cut copy comments…is it the trend…then mine might be one too…http://vampiresndreams.blogspot.com/2005/06/anniyan.html…Dont worry not the review of the movie though

  4. why dont you try to write poems ? anyways nice posting…..

  5. Another quicktale:) guess it is the In thing in many blogs,and this one was good:)

  6. The death before the beginning

  7. Hi CC. Pretty good, man, this tale! Like it! More, more! :)


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