Tooth-Grinder

I often have dreams in which my teeth fall
Out of my skull and onto the ground in
Shattered fragments of yellow enamel
Fragile remnants of bone and blood coagulated.

Through so much drudgery I do trudge onward
Unaware of the trail of despair in my wake
I can only be concerned in what provides comfort 
In whatever form most convenient to take. 

I fail basic tests of this tumultuous world,
A standardized failure for all the complacent,
I’m waiting to see what compulsions unfurl,
What evidence causes the slow dark descent?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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