Behind the Seams
July 2, 2011 § 6 Comments
The little chain keeps the spit cloth beneath my chin. Dr. Glower comes closer on a sliding round chair. The face mask makes him maniacal, his eyes made bug like by his glasses. The gloved hands come in to view, shaking. What? you think to yourself. How can a dentist shake like that and still continue working in people’s mouths. How can a human do that?
Suddenly, the sound of a giant zipper, like if a giant was unzipping his giant winter coat. My eyes darted to where Dr. Glower had been moments before. In his place was a smooth S-shaped lizard, somehow still wearing the glasses of human Dr. Glower.
“Because I’m not human.” A hissy voice proclaimed.
“Crap.” I said. I was flipped over with a giant tail strong like rope. Looking down, the pile of human Dr.Glower lay neatly divided, one half on each side of the round rolling chair.
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been reading Burroughs? or channelling him? I can hear his voice
I am complimenting you, friend
little Kafkaesque…
I have just had my first ever tooth removed in a dentist chair.
Mine was actually quite sweet
They are the bitchiest people I deal with. I SWEAR.
Great piece. I wonder how any human puts hands in mouths regardless of whether or not they’re shaking. Isn’t the prerequisite some kind of non-human quality.
touche my friend. Im smiling, a little smirkily.
perhaps cheekily.