The Dental Visit

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

A necessity, ...and a sad failure of social distancing!

The Dental Visit

 

I sit here in decayed disgrace,

ruminating ‘pon my sugary sins.

Oozing spit

....................from out my face,

…and wincing at the drilling din.

 

What god (or demon) did I displace,

invoking anger, thus at me?

Alas, I yearn for a mirror'd grace,

to replace this slobbery impropriety.

 

Abiding social roots of vanity,

and pursuing health

..................................for every bite,

I endure burnt-enamel's vile insanity,

and hold faith in each X-ray's sight.

 

Am currently numb to painful gums,

though it's my wallet's nerves that hurt !

(Deciding 'tween lofty, uninsured sums,

or a toofless future, I flirt.)

 

“If only

.............I live long enough,”

I ruminate, swallow and cough,

“to chew through a world of tasty stuff,

and make it all pay off !”

 

Versus length of time /

......................................discomfort  /

.............................................................cost;

the drowning breath, and pokey trial:

For all of that, and more, that’s lost,

...some fine day I’ll think of this,

....................................................and smile.

 

 

By Steven P. Pody


Submitted: April 13, 2021

© Copyright 2021 Steven P. Pody. All rights reserved.

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