I START THIS THREAD....

[GreasyItalianPrincess]

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The thought came suddenly on the railroad one wintery day. Perhaps it
petered into my skull with the errant snowflake. Perhaps it came from the
steam that puffed from my mouth, teeth gnashed together, as I steeled
myself against the sub-zero wind on the walk to the train. Perhaps it had
settled into my thoughts as the shower steam masked the mirror of my
bathroom. Or, passed though my mind betwixt the fantasies as I slid my
hand up and down upon my stiff morning affixation. The thought frothing
upward through the knots and winding through the passages burst forth in
a most viscous-like fashion. No towel could staunch it. It’s thick liquid
spewed forth and seemed to never stop. And, then, it stained me ever
since.

I feel like a cavity. Some empty gap within an enamel tooth, hollowed out
by bacteria and germs. Something has seeped into me, ruining my perfect
little self. Chipped into my armor. Slipped into my cave. And slowly has
torn away my blanket. Ran away with my teddy. Left me vulnerable.
Uncovered. Anxious.

Outside, figures slip by. Beautiful apparitions float though the ether,
but I can’t seem to reach them. I stare. I want. I need. And the moment
is fleeting, but wrenching.

Sodden, shivering, I huddle in my broken tooth, trying to grasp onto the
walls. I’m being washed out with some industrial strength mouthwash.
Please wash me clean. Make me new. Wash away my germ-ridden hide. Wash
away my germ-ridden soul.
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