I had a pain in my tooth I was brought down the Dublin Road


I had a pain in my tooth

I was brought down the Dublin Road

Mister Masterson opened the door

His bib was covered in blood

I waslked into the smell of the dying

My legs numbed and my mouth opened

The needle bigger than myself

The plyers twesting the root

I spat the blood out

But the memory went into a dark place

And was ignited