Monday, September 7, 2009

fat face

every single morning, out of the sack i fart, piss, feed my cat, rip open the curtains, gulp vitamins and park in front of computer. every single morning. but today i notice a strange hot tingling expanding on surface of my chest. it ekes it's way up my neck, down across my forearms, onto my face and then, as if sunburned from the inside out, the skin on my cheeks begins to bloat, as if Botox is being injected into all the wrong places. instead of ironing out a crevasse, it plumps up the skin on either side creating an aerial Grand Canyon of my face. i look as grotesque and distorted as The Thing. in the mirror i see the distortion with horror-movie horror (hands on the side of my face and a silent scream). after 30, 40 minutes, it goes away. my doc thinks its a late developing allergic reaction to the vitamin ammo i've been shoving down my throat for the last 30 years. i'm gonna try not taking them and keeping an eye peeled. should it happen again, i'll take a snap, or a sped-up, time lapse video - a narcissist's nightmare on Centre Street.

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