We’re watching the sad movie
for the seventh time today.
Let’s take off our tear-vial

I never had a toothache, but the desire to have one crossed my mind constantly. Once I went to a doctor, hoping for a positive diagnosis, but he attributed the pain to a small insect bite on the left tonsil. From that day I resolved to abandon the hope of ever feeling the longed for, quick stab of pain or a steady musical throbbing.

I enter a room where a fan seems to be chanting 
“Air! Air! Air!” as it whirrs. I see it's not 
the fan, after all, but a child facing the wall