8 oz

You know those tiny water bottles you usually find in waiting rooms? Sometimes they remind you of certain experiences.

There's a soft pop as you twist.

Plastic crinkles and you'd swear it cracks,

but it never does.

You open your mouth

and tilt your hand,

already wet,

already dripping and cold,

until your gums feel a tingling icy numbness,

and you hardly notice the stuff go down your throat.

Author's Note

Again, just looking for feedback from as many people as possible, positive or negative. Posted this on Prose as well, so if you notice the same post, I did not plagiarize.