Caren Krutsinger Poet Prose Poetry

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.

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Michelle Faulkner December 4, 2018 at 5:12 PM Oh I hope this was a fictional poem - that sounds so painful! Caren Krutsinger December 5, 2018 at 12:08 AM it is not fiction, and it is painful. I have had horrible, awful, mean teeth since childhood. Many have had root canals that failed and are still pulled. One dentist told me I had the teeniest, tiniest teeth with the longest roots - roots of a 6 foot two man's tooth.

M. L. Kiser December 4, 2018 at 3:06 PM Don't you just hate to do that in your sleep? I find myself doing it any time I watch the news, these days. Truly an honest poem. Caren Krutsinger December 5, 2018 at 12:09 AM I am gritting, and grinding and bruxating every chance I get now, I start doing it two to three hours before bed now, but I do not listen to the news. I am afraid of it.