My Teeth Are Awful Today
My teeth are awful today.
The left side feels sixty inches higher than the right.
They clench together angrily.
Waking me out of a sleep of sorts.
Oh, you do not want dentures, they say.
But do they have these horrible little
chomped down split teeth?
Do they have these enamel-less
hurt and cracked, dry, smack around,
hurt my bleeding gums, teeth?
Do they have any idea what it is
to grind until it feels like you
have ground down on a
piece of aluminum foil?
These teeth are awful today.
A dentist? I scoff.
They have done nothing
nice for me, but so many
many many many many
bad things.
Sh! I can barely hear my
grinding.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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