An Unfortunate Trip To the Dentist
the taste of blood fills my swollen mouth
tainted by the taste of blood
with every swallow of saliva
it's immense distaste makes it's way to my stomach
slowly churning lunch from earlier
until i vomit a mass of textured chicken and noodles
and find myself hugging
the porcelain God Uranus
June 6, 2019
* had a little fun with this even though it was a true event.
Copyright © Karen Croft | Year Posted 2019
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