The toothA Poem by SorenRusty nail driven into jaw bone, eye blind, shock to core of mind Face a fist clenched, tongue a copper taste, skin drenched Before I loose my mind a dentist I must find Called, made it explicit, needed a tooth pulled, scheduled a visit Sitting in the chair, skull throbbing, curled my toes straightened my hair X-rays taken, he took a look, I'll send you to a surgeon as my hand he shook Your plaque says dentist I said, pull it out the tooth is dead Too dangerous! retorted he, held out his hand with glee to collect his Judas fee From Herod sent to Pilate my tooth to probe with a stylet To escape crucifixion, to my office I went with conviction Took a pair of pliers from my desk drawer, and corruption in pieces from my maw I tore
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