Zena

Zena

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

The nerve screaming pain
Becomes a pina colada
On the beach.
The sound of the drill
Drowned out
By the ocean's roar.
Brilliant blue sky scrubs
And florescent light sun
Take my breath away
As I go the happy place
In my mind
While my body goes
To the dentist.

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