[281] 03/22/2024 Friday. Papers Box. CRISIS INC HQ. Ridgewood, Brooklyn. Well, I wasn't going to talk about it, but I can't stop thinking about it and if I ignore it I am just going to give up and never write another Screed as long as I live. We could all be so lucky, I suppose. I HAVE A FUCKING LOOSE TOOTH. I noticed it the other day when I was eating a breakfast taco and a bowl of rabbit pellets. There was a little bit of pain when I chewed on my left side. I tried to ignore it. I used different parts of my jaw and teeth to chew, but it was undeniable. A day went by and I ignored it some more, pretending that I just needed to give my mouth a rest, but how the hell can you give your mouth a fucking rest? And then I ate a slice of pizza and the thing undeniable was no longer deniable. This morning I decided to do the thing I was dreading to do; I tested the little fucker. Sure as shit; a fucking loose goose. It's not funny and there is nothing I can do about it. I don't know how long I have, a month, a week, a few days? One of my top pointy teeth juts down into the middle of the loose goose tooth. Especially when I am eating sending a sensation all the way down to my jaw. I mean, it is taking all of my effort not to just yank the fucker out as we speak. Be done with it. But because I am still hoping against hope that somebody out there can save me from whatever it is that I did wrong to get here, I haven't yanked it out yet.
[281] Screed City
[281] Screed City
[281] Screed City
[281] 03/22/2024 Friday. Papers Box. CRISIS INC HQ. Ridgewood, Brooklyn. Well, I wasn't going to talk about it, but I can't stop thinking about it and if I ignore it I am just going to give up and never write another Screed as long as I live. We could all be so lucky, I suppose. I HAVE A FUCKING LOOSE TOOTH. I noticed it the other day when I was eating a breakfast taco and a bowl of rabbit pellets. There was a little bit of pain when I chewed on my left side. I tried to ignore it. I used different parts of my jaw and teeth to chew, but it was undeniable. A day went by and I ignored it some more, pretending that I just needed to give my mouth a rest, but how the hell can you give your mouth a fucking rest? And then I ate a slice of pizza and the thing undeniable was no longer deniable. This morning I decided to do the thing I was dreading to do; I tested the little fucker. Sure as shit; a fucking loose goose. It's not funny and there is nothing I can do about it. I don't know how long I have, a month, a week, a few days? One of my top pointy teeth juts down into the middle of the loose goose tooth. Especially when I am eating sending a sensation all the way down to my jaw. I mean, it is taking all of my effort not to just yank the fucker out as we speak. Be done with it. But because I am still hoping against hope that somebody out there can save me from whatever it is that I did wrong to get here, I haven't yanked it out yet.